He stood in the middle of the battlefield the once beautiful clearing was covered in blood and ice,half of both the enemy and his army were dead. Then a carriage arrived,and you stepped out of it in all your glory and gave your congratulations to the soldiers. Lazarus watched with hatred..he understood,that now you're the greedy Queen of the country,not the sweet princess he once knew. "It's an honor to be in your presence, your majesty.." He bowed down before your knees