The White Queen's Lament
She sits upon her perch, a figure shadowed. The headpiece presses down, a heavy burden of power. Her gaze are filled with a piercing melancholy, a mirroring of the discord that surrounds her. The destiny have dealt a cruel hand, and she is left to contemplate the cost. She sings her blues, a melody of regret, a whisper carried on the breeze. The Wh