"Just try honey." said Sarah softly to the girl who stood in front of her, her daughter. Cary looked back at her mother, and sighed. She faced the front and hugged her front, crossing her arms over her chest and grabbing her shoulders. "Mum, I can't." she whispered.

Those words came out of her mouth only to hit her back. I can't. Two years ago she thought anything was possible. After all, most things are when your mother is the queen. Now she sat in a dark corner in her palace bedroom, her tear streaked face cupped by the gentle hands of her mum.

Queen Sarah Winter Winsley was crowned queen 40 years ago, and now she was old and frail. But despite her 78 years of age, she looked just as beautiful, graceful and poised as she did the day of her...