Ladies in Waiting

Ladies in Waiting  All of us were gathered at the table, waiting in silence for the Queen to arrive. Violet sat fidgeting with her necklace, and Phillipa was drumming her long fingernails on the table, making an irritating rhythm that made me want to rip my hair out. Oh, if i should ever have the misfortune of having to kill someone, I pray that it be her. Suddenly, the door opened, and Queen Catherine De Medici walked in majestically, accompanied by two body guards. We all bowed in respect. The Queen was my age, around nineteen, and not very beautiful. She did have an air aboout her though, something that made you want to listen to her, made you want to please her, but at the same time made her seem slightly arrogant.