Chapter six trust heavier than gold

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Trust was a rare thing to have in this world ,
Emily knew trust was gained through two things, being on the run never catching your breathe trying to stay alive by bribing , lying your way out of anything to survive she never had, to bribe only life it's self trying to be alive in a life your never meant, to have was horrifying it scared her how badly wounded she became the wounds she inherited from her life, she never

enjoyed licking her wounds that's what nomads did, she was a nobody bleeding onto the line of being known and being curious to why she existed to a family such as royalty it did her no

favours only a broken life and a craving  of drinks every time she thought of him. Trust was broken and with it their seal to their grave, they bedded with flowers and a loving future now ? A future of timber and bloodied photos and screams trying to solve this misery and both of them casting the flame and watching with cold eyes,  watching it all burn the graves they made now burning whilst

they walk away from
The destruction of a future they can never return to, to a future they craved a future, they will never have since both were incapable of trust and so the relationship fell apart and left behind

rotten roots and a life never to be returned to. Emily could lie and say she was a outgoing person and trusts those even whom intend a coup on her home. A coup which changed the trust of citizens and royalty while unified equals they planned to over the throw the queen Ethel in 1666 for they did not understand punishment was death on

The pedestal criminals once stood only to be relived of their heads or their hearts removed in a brutal motion and ripped our ribs pulling out wards while the hungry blood Thirsty people stood cheering the murder of those trying to

bring a life of simpler times while others hide in the shadows and trade in sky homes and town halls left, buried in rubble and cascaded into ruin a time when life was different when nature ruled and trees shook wilfully, while they farmed and lived happy simple lives and spent coin on oil for lights

and candles or herding cows to the farm for leather and meat before cova stripped them of their happiness and brought Years of unhappy folk and folk trying to survive in a new money class fuelled world instead of their stone and wood homes and path work blankets and rugs they had to survive in a world where towers and

new ideas threatened their way of life but it was a lie to say they didn't try to fight back hence the coup covas new taste of evolution in advancement made them a nation that new nothing of revolution and so they struck down on ideas of them being a free state of order a nation of their own back to their ways of aprons and hard working people but cova could never have

that could they? Of course not it would be to much to lose a tie with it's a sister a sister they needed to survive. While they held on to the love hate family Skovia could be described as a rebellious child clinging to a hope, they can break free and act like a spoilt child instead of the

child that Chides to her doll in a moody flair of anger and annoyance craving each passing day hoping for a life of her own instead of the cottage mansion and happy pastel yellows in grand glass wood framed hall way that's meant to make gasp and delight hover in the, air what it really

produced resentment. Years later the trust between crown and rich the common pheasant became cut the trust they once held fell away, Poetic if you think about. Emily was Unsure if she could trust any one now she was running from her past her life everything she ever knew
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" to say I was a little cold leaving William I will probably be remembered as the wrong girl or being a terrible queen and deserving of death or perhaps I became a myth of what not be? , I hope

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