"Lose her kingdom?" she smiled mirthlessly.

She didn't mind telling him, although she didn't want to think about it. Her fingers drummed on the table briefly and she looked at them. They were still ragged but they were already growing out again. They'd been perfectly manicured her whole life before now but if she had a file she figured she could probably fix them herself. She might have to look into that next.  But this was just stalling... 

"My biggest mistake was firing Tyrell, I think. Then again... if he'd been there maybe they just would've killed him." Still, she couldn't help thinking that if not for her pride... He would've been there to save her. It wasn't like she'd been in love with him so why hadn't she gotten over his rejection?

"I don't know how they got in. They were just suddenly there, in the middle of the night. It didn't matter what I did to fight them of or cry for help. They'd killed everyone they met on the way in." She'd seen some of the dead bodies while they were carrying her out, not even dragging but actually carrying her. She was already gagged and tied up by that point. And treated to one of many speeches about her wickedness and how unfit she was to be queen... She'd wanted to gouge their eyes out for such insolence! 

"I remember being kept somewhere like a cave. Maybe a cellar. But only for a night. I kept thinking that someone would find me but there wasn't time. I have some vague memories of the trip here... There was definitely a ship. But I was so sick... And drugged... for most of it." She lost the formal pose she'd been sitting in and drew her knees to her chest and hugged them, lowering her face. The rest was pretty basic. They'd already dressed her in a peasant's dress and then they just dumped her in a foreign country with no way to live. She still didn't know why that had been their plan. Was it the plan or had something gone awry? It was still effective though. She would never make it back home. They got their wish, she may have lived but she may as well be dead.