When he was killed, she went crazy. Not just heartbroken-grieving-crazy, but I-want-everyone-to-bow-down-to-me, crazy. She didn't mean to. Honest. She just wanted to have a vacation. A vacation from political wars and Dark Knights and having to send her paladins into the Accursed Forest to destroy the upcoming darkness that awaited it's chance to get what it wanted, or at least to slow it's progress. She was tired of protecting her kingdom from that darkness and most of all she was tired of her daughter. Tired of protecting her.

Ever since she had become pregnant with her second child bad things had started happening. Suddenly, everyone hated the Last Region and didn't want anything to do with them and it was all because of that child. Usually when the child turns ten she learns of her duty in two years time. She is to be found a partner to rule the male's kingdom together, in most occasions a loveless companionship. But when her child turned ten it didn't matter. She wanted nothing to do with her after he was gone. The Queen knew that it was her fault her beloved husband had perished at the hands of his best friend. If only she had been a boy none of this would have happened. But instead God had cursed her with a baby who's throat should have been slit as she was pushed from the womb.

So on her tenth birthday the Queen made a deal with the Royals of the Golden Region. They could take her to be married to their son in secret and use her as a servant. She wouldn't be too cruel and take away the poor prince's little girlfriend would she? Certainly not. She just wanted the child out of her hair.

Afterward she had thought of an even better idea because she was bored of her grieving in her tower. It passed through her brain a number of times before she caught it and analyzed it. It was an idea to make her daughter miserable, and to give herself power. Power enough to betray, and cause treason, and put death upon all four regions to get revenge on every grimy soul that she seen because it was their fault her love had died. She would use the blood of children and drink it for breakfast because they don't deserve to live. She would find that coward who killed her husband, and give his darkness permission to visit her precious child two years earlier than he should and when he did, to give her to his shadows and let them torture her to death. She would feign shock as if she'd never knew and take over the world.

When the Queen let the evil thoughts of revenge wash away the faith she had held onto she didn't bother fighting the insanity. She let it consume her, and take away her soul.