Fighting Heather

"I don't believe so, Queen Heather," a voice from the crowd challenged. A woman with brown hair and onyx eyes fixed her gaze on me. "This lady has brought forth a legitimate concern. I'm not pleased with how Queen Heather has ruled. She's stripped many privileges from common witches and those higher up."

"You're the only one siding with Luna Leia," Queen Heather retorted, her eyes flashing dangerously at the defiant woman.

"I stand with her too, Queen Heather," another woman voiced. Slowly, more hands were raised in agreement. Queen Heather looked visibly shaken as the crowd expressed their dissent.

"Kill them all!" she ordered, but the guards remained unmoved.

"Didn't you hear me?" Queen Heather shrieked at the guards, but they stood their ground.

"I apologize, Your Majesty," one guard began, "but when those in power, including the high-ranking witches, revolt against you, we cannot obey your commands." Heather's fury was palpabl