❛ do you not believe i know what is at stake ?
how dire my situation is ?!
i do not need to be reminded. ❜
AT ANY TIME, THE KING could cast her down, strip her of HER THRONE, HER CROWN, HER POWER. the bond marriage had created was cast asunder with ease. DESPAIR swirled with the ache of DEFEAT knowing that what love he spoke so freely of was simply an apparition. it was never true or consuming as the poets had written of - perhaps for her, perhaps when they had grown acquainted her first week at court so many years ago but it was only fleeting. looking to past, to her memory, it seemed nearly foreign as if it were another lifetime, another woman. ‘twas jarring to not recognize one’s own shadow.
time had contorted her, magic twisting the mind & she relished it, reveled in the POWER. she was to bury the heart of that maiden living in memory with that of her deceitful husband. it was vital for her own SURVIVAL.
❛ you will know once the desperate measures have been carried out. ❜