Queen's chase- Into the village

gowthaman June 11, 2020
She dropped to have a break. Her body finally got a stretch. She tied the horse in the nearly hidden tree and sat in a way no one can take notice of her nor the horse. She heard from her right bishop that these people are the cause of various rumors about her. So she tried to ignore them. Two voices came from the back of her. A young two girls who were taking water from the furthest village to their home. She thought of leaving. But the words made her stay. They were talking about the queen. About her. 
One girl talked about all negative thinks that goes on with fury and her blood-stained hands. Queen can't take any more words. But the other girl seemed calm and supportive. She said "my father says that we had a dirty poor old day. We lived a step less than a beggar. Nobody cared about us. But she did. When she came with the king to our village for the first time. She dropped a precious golden tear. And it made the soil grow a variety of crops. King supported us. We lived happily. Those were golden days of the village. No beggars. But after the king died. Queen got hatred. No true soul was there in the palace to support her. Her mother died at a young age. We were poor now. Because it how things work out. We always must thank the queen for the golden days"
The other girl resisted. The voices started to fade. Queen returned the palace. The voices of the scroll didn't echoed now. Her old memories did.
 


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