I dream of the Queen. And it's not a happy story.

I had another dream recently.

I was in a crowd of people in the street, it was at night. A figure appeared above us, it was the Queen of England, and she had on a long dark dress that reached to the ground . The Queen is only 5 foot something but she must have been on stilts as she towered above us, easily 12 foot high. She moved awkwardly through the crowd; people drew back to make a path for her. I had a sense of unease; forboding. She seemed imperious yet somehow out of control. Suddenly she lost her balance and fell down, hitting her head a wall. The people screamed and moved away and we all stood in a large semi circle around her, hundreds of us. The Queen didn't move, clearly badly injured. A woman went over to check on her. People were calling for an ambulance. The medics tried to approach. The woman beside the Queen, picked her up by her legs, swung her from side to side so her head hit the wall again and again.

Dr Freud, what does this mean?