The Queen of Mendev. Everyone she knows and loves is dead up to and including her god.

May perhaps be an unusual take on the character in a few ways.

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The Queen was in her chamber, and she was middling old,
Her petticoat was satin, and her stomacher was gold.
Backward and forward and sideways did she pass,
Making up her mind to face the cruel looking-glass.
- Kipling, "The Looking-Glass."