"You're too arrogant," the queen said indifferently.
Holding onto the armrest of the wheelchair, she slowly sat upright, looking as fit as can be.
Gaping, Fred caught on. "You’ve been pretending to be dying! You planned all this!"
"That's right. Otherwise, would you have proceeded with the experiment so soon?" The queen smiled gently.
Fred was terrified. "This can’t be happening!"
After all these years of careful planning and scheming, he couldn't believe the queen had uncovered his plot and prepared herself so well.
"As I said, you're too arrogant," the queen said, "As someone who has worked for me for so many years, you should know me better. Am I someone so gullible and easily manipulated? Do you think I've gotten senile?"
"They didn't betray you and merely played along with me?" Fred asked shakily when he found his voice.
"It's too late for you to realize this now.” The queen nodded.
"So you allowed me to imprison you just to see what I would do?" Fred looked around him, feeling as though everything was a dream.
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