The speech

And if I have been trained to be, what you claim that I am. Then be it in a poor chair, or a throne, I do declare, my heart tells' the story of what it is, I own. For a Queen, be it poor or rich, if her duty is sincere, then the only thing she does, leave, to fear, is God's final frontier. And no amount of blackmail or persuasion, be it riddled black, will cause a Queen to relinquish the books' she has to give back. And if it is a blood tie that I do hold, unto this poor throne, do you know the extent of pureness obtained bold, or is it something that you are just beginning to understand, I stand here, upon this ground, to bring justice round. Do you know what it is, that holds' firm to god's tie, not one ounce of disbelief, that god does not die. And though you hold me tight and try your best in fear to hold me here. I am free from all wants in life because I am sincere. You punish me for being unique, you identify not, you think I desire the world, when you infact, did steal. Not the wealth of the world, for that is just a dream, but you stole the very essence of what makes' a Queen, a Queen. And though you was bold, the blood tie foretold, that you wished for justice back, do not punish me, because you don't wish to give me back. I am here to stay, be it on a poor throne, or an encrusted Golden chair, for God knows that you have all had your share. And though you was cruel and wicked through and through, justice has prevailed and I do not blame one of you. But if you wished to steal a child, from the blood tie, of the righteous knight, for an orphan was treated better then I, so do we still fight.

You claim a tooth for a tooth, and an eye for an eye, but what one of you, had the right, to punish a child, who never knew her birth right ?.