The queen stared at her raw, ruined hands.
She allowed her most trusted handmaid to gently wash off the blood and sweat. Once dried, she donned a pair of silk gloves - she knew how how to hide her scars and pain, smiling and unflinching if her hand was grasped or kissed.
The usurper who had murdered her husband and children would soon find out that before she'd been bestowed her crown, his willowy new bride had been known as the Battleaxe.
@KnotKnormal I feel this kind of story has already been written/filmed but thanks!
@Teryl_Pacieco Please write this book!