Lina pressed her forehead, which throbbed faintly from lack of sleep, and sighed. The more she learned about this world, the more complicated her situation became. What had initially seemed like a nightmare had somehow developed into something far worse. At this rate, she might as well have been living in hell.
"Your Majesty, it is almost time for the meeting. Are you ready to leave?"
A gentle knock came from the door, followed by the voice of the captain of the guard responsible for today's duties. Lina glanced at her notebook and then toward the door. She had spent far too much time worrying about the mysterious organization and her mother's background. Unfortunately, the royal council would not postpone its meeting simply because its queen had a headache.
"Give me a moment. I'll be right out."
