[ A woman, all dressed in black, stands in front of a window in a dark room. The only light stems from outside, it crawls in through the gaps of the venetian blinds. She is holding something in her left hand; it's impossible to tell what it is.
With a flash, the scene cuts to outside on a better day. A woman, the same one as before, sits in the garden, next to a boy the audience should be familiar with by now: Henry. They seem to be focused on something, the two of them. She says something encouraging, and he raises his hand, there is a little bit of purple smoke, a spark --
Cut.
Back to the first scene, the woman turns away from the window and smiles in a way entirely unlike to what was seen just a moment ago. The warmth is gone.
She crushes the object in her hand to dust, the scene fades to black, to be replaced by a single sentence:
oh look, another s2 character teaser c:
With a flash, the scene cuts to outside on a better day. A woman, the same one as before, sits in the garden, next to a boy the audience should be familiar with by now: Henry. They seem to be focused on something, the two of them. She says something encouraging, and he raises his hand, there is a little bit of purple smoke, a spark --
Cut.
Back to the first scene, the woman turns away from the window and smiles in a way entirely unlike to what was seen just a moment ago. The warmth is gone.
She crushes the object in her hand to dust, the scene fades to black, to be replaced by a single sentence:
The Queen is Dead. ]