WILLIAM
The doors shut behind us with a heavy thud, making me jump a little. Michael motioned for me to start walking. The knot in my stomach was only growing as we walked through the long, sparse hall. I delibertely kept my eyes pointed towards the ground. I didn't want to risk making eye contact with her. I could feel her prescence, though. Her eyes burned through me. I reached the steps that led up to the platform that her throne was stood upon. I couldn't put it off any longer. I took a deep breath and slowly began to lift my head. There she was, Queen Mab. Her hands were resting on the arms of her throne. I remembered how as a child I had marvelled at its beauty. At the way, the dark green velvet cushioned seating looked against the entwined golden vines that made up the throne's str
