Bab 133: Peace, Temporarily.

Queen Dyon had slept.

The song she had been hearing from her handmaiden's mouth had taken her into another dimension. Because she knew that the peace she felt at that moment was not available to her in the dimension she lived in.

That one was full of sorrow, neglect, and worse of all, the pity she saw in people's eyes. Nowadays, it had changed. It did not look like pity to Queen Dyon anymore. Now, it looked like the people were tired of her and wanted her gone.

She had already begun to imagine the Dukes, Earls, and probably that Diviner telling the king that he needs another wife, an active one. One that could move around on her own. Queen Dyon could bet lots f gold coins that such words were being spoken to Yianni even at that moment. 

She would soon be disgraced. Publicly. For all of Predor to see.