A/N, Warning for violent content.

My room was just one floor down on the end near the staircase. While it was a spiral like in the Arendelle castle, it too was plain, and looking like concrete. I've seen cheerier looking buildings in East Germany back in the day. What happened to her? I know she was a fast learner, but this? It defied explanation. They brought me down for dinner at the Queen's table. It was very long and black, with these ghastly crows feet looking chairs. Everything about this place had this dreary, foreboding feel. It literally sucked the energy from my body.

She sat at the far end,... good. It's so far away you'd need an intercom to have a conversation, and the only thing I want to tell her right now is how much I want to wrap my fingers around her neck, and snap it like a chickens.

"More food!, where are my servants?!" She ate like a pig, it was disgusting. Although she made my stomach turn, I knew I had to eat. I'm not making that mistake again.

Even with replicators and robots at her disposal, she had several female handmaidens. They were probably working for release of their mates out of the dungeons. She was continuously screaming at them, how can she possibly treat people in this manner? Anger seethed in my brain, I can't wait until I can finish her.

"If you don't mind, I'd like to be excused, Queen Anna."

"Very well,... guards!, escort the Prince to his room. And be ready by noon tomorrow, I have a special treat just for you." Then she gave me a wink, God I hope it wasn't more sex.

In my room I had time to think, to come up with a plan. But I've never had to instigate a coup d'état. She would be hard to get close to, except during sexcapades. I was checked for weapons just before I entered the Queens chambers, could I snap her neck before the guards rush me? They were watching very carefully today, apparently they can tell the difference between rough and death.

Time to study the room, I pulled the curtains back only to find a window that was molded into the wall. It looked like ice, the irony was not lost on me. It was somewhat opaque, so I only knew daytime and nighttime. Unlike most of this hell hole, there was some decor here. A normal lamp with a shade, the bed was covered with a dark blue comforter and sheets, with a ruffly pillow. The walls were a plain tan color- but like in the movie- they had wainscotting with a border going around the perimeter. Hmmm, there has to be a reason for this, what was this about? Wait!, now I remember! I ready a story about secret passages that was a feature of all castles. If you wanted to survive, that is.

Castles got attacked, and having a hidden way out could mean the difference between life and death. Hmmm, this could be tough. with replication tech, they could make a nearly seamless doorway. I've got time on my hands, but only so much. These people are suffering.

So the doorway wall can be eliminated, it's too thin for a passage, it may also be in the floor, or part of the bathroom. So I started pouring over every square centimeter of the place.

Six hours or so and nothing. The bad news is I don't know if their spying on me right now. I have to try. I have to save them.

This is my fault. I created that monster. Is my own mind like that?, is there a tyrant laying in wait if I ever get into a position of power? Is this the work of the Blue Haired Girl? Within a year and a half, she has an iron grip over these people. Soon there will be children, what will their lives be like under the thumb of that evil bitch? Hopefully they'll have the good sense to not reproduce. But humans being what they are...

Just before I was ready to pass out, I found a chink. The baseboard near the bath door in the corner had a slight indentation in the top, I bet I looked at this piece seven times. As I pressed down on it, a short section of the baseboard folded out, it appeared seamless before. At the bottom of the paneling, was a cutout that I could put my fingers in. On the backside was a latch, but what if it was booby trapped? I had to take the chance, this has to stop. Only it's gonna' be real hard to kill her if I'm dead.

Here goes nothing,... click! The tiny doorway opened. It was behind the bathtub, and all the plumbing could be seen. There were no lights inside, but the reading lamp on the nightstand was self powered. It was an awkward size, but beggars can't be choosers. The bad news was it was getting late, although I had to see if it would take me to the Queen's chamber. Here we go. It was tight, I would yet again curse my new beef-cakiness. I left the shade as a marker to my room.

Thank God this building was new, one sneeze from a bunch of dust and it's over. I must accomplish this, she must die. Her death would have to be swift, so I'm going to need a weapon of some kind.

At the end of the passage was a tight spiral stairway, going both up and down. What to do? I'll go down first, just to explore. I'd have a better chance of finding a weapon by going down.

OK, all the way down, dungeon level. I was faced with the same narrow passage. The first door I came to had voices on the other side, so I kept going. Three doors down and silence. I waited a few minutes just to be sure. Click... It opened into what appeared to be officers quarters. same dinginess as everywhere. But I don't remember seeing any human soldiers. besides, there just aren't that many humans to start with. Do the Aliens hang out in here?

Looking around there doesn't appear to be...Wait!, a knife! Oh, I can't believe my luck. Twenty centimeters of blade ought to do the trick, to pierce thru that cold, black heart. I take it and leave quickly. There's no time left. I need a few hours of sleep, just to keep up appearances. I must be patient, but every fiber of muscle longs to plunge this blade in her.

"Bring forth the next couple." Queen Anna decided to parade all her subjects before us to swear allegiance to the new future king. She had them all in a makeshift pen inside the courtyard. I hope someone has the courage to tell her what to do with that allegiance. I very quickly regretted that thought.

"Do you swear your allegiance to the King and Queen before you?"

"No,.. we do not. This is not what we prayed for. We prayed for deliverance, not to be brought before the Devil!"

"Guards, seize them! And give him twenty lashes. Make sure she watches." No, she cannot possibly be this sadistic. I was wrong. The Clankers just didn't have quite the wrist action needed for a good flogging, and it was not painful enough for the Queen.

"UGHHH!, do I have to do everything myself?! You tin cans suck!, gi'me that!" So she started to beat the man herself, and she was way too good at it, every lash had him screaming, and his mate matching his screams.

"I will grind every single one of you insects under my heel until I have ALL your loyalty." My eyesight started to fade as I was nearly passing out. But I sat there starring at this stoically, my fading vision my only saving grace. My blood was boiling in my silent rage. All I could see now is that blade piercing her between the ribs.

"Now take him down to the dungeon and put him in the rack, he looks like he could use a good stretch, and make sure...wait, put her in the other rack, and put them face to face, let's see who's arm pops out first!" This is the worst horror imaginable, she has gone completely mad.

I...MUST...STOP...HER.

I had to service her again, that was my sole role now, Boy Toy. I made it as boring as possible, and we never said a word. I didn't eat with her tonight, and I thanked my lucky stars. So they just threw some bread in my room, I guess the Queen was displeased with my performance. No matter, I only had a few hours to live anyway. Once it was dark, I crawled thru the passage, and went up this time. I counted the meters hoping I could get close. She was easy to find, her drunken yelling at the servants gave her away.

So I waited. I suffered thru a few hours of silence then I cracked opened the tiny door. Jackpot! It was the queens chamber. I waited a few minutes for my eyes to adjust to the light. The ship was in orbit of a gas giant for refueling, so there was plenty of light. Besides, I wanted her to know who her attacker was before she died. There was no movement in the room. I assumed she kept the orbs out, there was no need to spy on her, she was working for them.

This was it. I crept up to her bed and waited, if she cried out, the guards would be in here before I could finish her. I didn't care about after. I knew I was going to die, but I didn't care. I was dead a long time ago.

I leaped up on the bed, covering her mouth and pinning her arms with my knees. As her eyes opened I could see the fear in them, I wanted to relish this moment for as long as I could, but it only brought back the memory of happier times, as I saw the tears in those big, beautiful eyes form. But there was no time to relive the past- my life is finished- and it was time for her to taste my blade.

"I swear I love you, but your days of tyranny are over!"

So I took my hand from her mouth, it joined the other hand on the handle on the knife, and I plunged the blade into her chest as hard as I could.