The Queen trembled, realizing that the shock she had received was greater than she thought.
She recalls when Manteo first entered the court in London, how he looked around at various cultural artifacts with wide, round eyes.
Honestly, she thought it was a bit funny then. She even felt superior when he asked if England's cultural artifacts were really made by humans, not crafted by gods.
But now... she could understand him.
There's no way such a thing could have been crafted by human hands.
She couldn't even imagine how such a machine could be rolling around in a land without a proper palace or a huge city.
"Your Majesty? Are you alright?"
Looking up, Raleigh kindly wiped the cold sweat that had formed on her forehead. The Queen nodded vaguely, got back on her horse, and said.
"I'm fine, but... I need to rest for a moment."
"There's a sandy beach nearby, let's rest there for a while. You've been through a lot."
