I am forced out of my own palace with nothing, nothing at all to wear. My old gown has grown dirty and dingy and in any case, I guess I should lie low for now. So I have taken to living like the poorest of peasants, with only several rags covering my body and two small dolls to keep me company. I have no companions with me, none at all. No one has dared to deny the king-consort and support the true ruler. No one has dared to help me in my shame.
I cannot believe that I am living like this. My person is sacred, anointed, and yet I must crawl around in the filth to survive.
What happened? I may tell you later. At this moment...I cannot believe it much myself. I cannot believe he would do this to me.
I shall give myself time to recover from this heartbreak. In the meantime, I must see what I can do to stabilize my circumstances before I determine how I shall retake my throne.
 LadyAlisyn · Fri May 15, 2009 @ 01:43am · 0 Comments |
