The nights have been stormy and on one of such stormy nights, Indira sneaked into an enemy kingdom.
Soundlessly skirting a gargantuan fountain with splashes of indigo, Indira slipped into the queen’s bedchamber.
Queen Sapphire opened her mouth to scream, when she saw Indira, but Indira covered her mouth.
“My apologies, your highness. I mean no harm, but time’s of the essence and I need your help.”
“Who are you?”
“I am Indira. Emperor Sergei’s wife. I need to talk to you — woman to woman, your highness.”
“In this manner?”
“Aye. To prevent bloodshed.”