Red walls, a golden throne next to
a huge window which would lead to a large balcony.
A round bed, and no sign of any ray of sun thanks to
those dark curtains.
The queen, and ruler of all voodoo dools bowed to
darkness a long time ago, as soon as she was born actually.
This hard fall was not on her plans but getting back up was never
" Still the ruler
Still wearing the crown
Will bring me down
I'm the queen
of this land
What can't you
Surrendered the heart
Now you have awaken
No longer blinded
by this mist
War is at our doors
let her in
And pay the allegiance
to your queen...."
Of course that her hatred has a serious impact on all the other dolls same as with the entire kingdom,
but those details will be given to you later on.
The last shred of hope that the fake king took from her so violently was indeed the last drop.
Now her only desire is seeing his head on a platter, witnessing him suffer as much as she did, even if that means war on the entire land...
Revenge can be a tricky matter ladies and gentlemen, so beware.
We'll leave the queen plotting now and get back to our journey, unveiling the mysteries of each corner of the dark manor.
To be continued...