You're Awake?

Anna's eyelids flickered open as she took in her surroundings. She was in a room adorned with lavish golden furniture. Fear and terror gripped her as she sat up quickly from the cold floor, her gaze landing on Queen Lyraea, who sat majestically in a chair plumed with golden feathers.

She had been dragged here by unknown hands, and at first, she assumed it was another case of the female servants bullying her, as they so often did to lowly maids. But she'd never have expected to find herself before Queen Lyraea.

Six guards surrounded her in a circle, each holding a bucket filled with an unknown liquid.

Anna quickly rose from the floor and stood before the queen, bowing her head, unwilling to meet her gaze. She kept her trembling hands clenched tight, hoping her fear wasn't as visible as it felt.