Post by Queen Rhiannon on Jun 6, 2009 12:35:40 GMT -5
Queen Rhiannon
The throne room was the same as ever. An obviously large throne sat in all it's glory, at the back of the stone walled room. The throne, red velvet with a softness which called to be sat upon, was only for one person and she was stood near the east wall, where a fire place crackled with a bright red mixed with orange. Queen Rhiannon found herself staring at it, with amazement. She turned as a maid entered and curtsied, holding tightly onto a silver tray with was graced with a goblet and bottle of red wine. Rhiannon smiled and moved away slowly from the fire and sat on her throne, which accepted her comfortably and she took the goblet as the maid set the tray down near her on her table. The maid left quickly and Rhiannon was left alone, sipping graciously on her wine as the sky slowly grew dark.
