The Queen could not sleep at night. The boat was swaying slightly, and she could not sleep at all. She did not know why, but she felt anxious to see her Majesty as soon as possible. Crackling, the sound of rain falling on the cabin. Is it raining outside? The Queen sat up in her bed and listened to the rain in her boat. It should have been poetic, but somehow the nearer she got to town, the more uneasy she became.
