Dark and gloomy, the dungeon is the ugly underbelly of the castle. A few torches line the black stone walls, throwing a meager light on the iron bars of the cells. The air is damp and still; the only disruptions are the occasional anguished moans and cries from the prisoners.
Dungeon, Inside Castle
prisoner
the queen
I am the queen of the kingdom. I am everything that a regal queen is supposed to be: elegant, refined, polite, beautiful and charming. I'm also smart and competent, and I'm known for being very just and fair.
Hello,may I ask why you are in here? That is what I was going to ask you. I have committed no crime. I was thrown in here without explanation. I pay my taxes and do everything a normal peasant should. Please help me, I have a family to care for. Which of my men did this to you? I will have them take your place if you are telling the truth. One of your guards, I do not know his name. He was drinking the night he took me. Short, portly man. Black beard. Ah yes, I know the one. He has begun to wear me down with his drinking. I have given him his last chance. Let me tell the guards to let you out. Thank you benevolent queen. I am not worthy of your kindness. HOw long have you been in this cell? A few days, I was walking home from the marked 3 moons ago and your guard ran into me and spilled his ale. I think he threw me in here for that, but he accused me of something far worse. I see. What a buffoon. This cell now belongs to him. When was the last time you ate? I will send you home with food for your family. I ate a night ago, I am hungry, but more worried for my family. I appreciate your kindness queen, but I wold really prefer to get back to them and let them know I am alive. Yes, lets get you on your way. Follow me. Yes my queen.