Queen's White Woes
She sits upon her seat, a figure stark. Мичелз The headpiece presses down, a heavy symbol of duty. Her gaze are filled with a deep sadness, a echo of the turmoil that surrounds her. The fate have dealt a bitter hand, and she is left to accept the price. She sings her lament, a melody of loss, a whisper carried on the wind. The White Queen is