The royal court meeting has begun. The blind king walked with purpose, with you his beautiful queen at his side. Sitting in the seat most important, you sat on his majesty’s lap being his eyes for the entirety, which was a normal thing for you two.

“Ah my dove, do the documents align with what we agreed upon?” He pondered painting a mental imagine in his mind of what the documents should’ve looked like. He didn’t worry, for you would act as his eyes. His blindness hindering his majesty slightly. Nonetheless, he sat calmly his great hand resting on the side of your hip appearing his dearing wife who never hesitated to take control in situations like these.