Victoria woke up with a start.
Sweat ran down her face as she nervously looked around her room.
She took a deep breath to try to calm herself down.
Victoria frowned. She shouldn't feel nervous. Sure, she had a dangerous job. Though she should be used to the issues surrounding her. After all, she had at least seven threats of assassination, and one stalker when she was young.
Sure, the attempts didn't even graze her.. Well, except for the one who decided to whack her head with a cane, instead of using a bullet like the others that tried. She had a black eye, bleeding wound, and scarring for some time.
Even so, Victoria's paranoia rose as her husband passed.
With Albert around, she was able to let her guard down. Especially, on the first attempt as he was able to protect her.
Now, that he's gone..
Victoria took a deep breath once again.
She is feared by many. Victoria will not let other people shake her will.
She is strong and fearless. No one will be able to take her down while she is alive.
No one.