A Queens Sorrow

Chapter 28: Nightmares

Heather sat in the corner of her room...perplexed.

She pondered upon the peace she had discovered and the pain she's been experiencing.

Although the memories are still a small hindrance, the pain has almost completely subsided, but only slightly, Her hands shook ferociously, her mind riddled with thoughts and nightmarish scenes.

She thought of times as a child, where other dignitaries would arrive by horse carriage and bless the palace with their graceful dances, their distinctive traditional robes and dresses fluttering with each boxed step, entrancing us with each elegant stride.

She remembered of her father getting bothered by her newfound sexuality, her mom quieting his boisterous voice, booming with echos through the dinning room with a simple, singular glare.

She missed them. The constant stream of tears that flooded her makeup covered cheeks, her perfectly painted appearance dissolving into a clownish outward demeanor as each tear trickled down onto her forcefully tightened dress.

She knew that she had no choice but to grow up before her own eyes. Place on fake smiles and tough facades just to be taken seriously as the Queen of Middleton. Tears still falling, although slower now, heather muttered out a single sentence.

"I hate it here"....

She stood to her feet. The newly placed cold tile floors made her shutters indirectly, now doing her best to remove the tightened Corset around her waist, she'd forget this struggle by tomorrow. She's been doing her best to better herself each day, triumphing each daily nightmare, step by step.

It wouldn't be easy. Her families funeral was around the corner. Heather, still grieving, still mourning, still inwardly hurting, knew she wasn't ready but as queen it was her duty to at-least show up and give them both a proper send off.

But for now she would return to the once vibrant garden, full of brilliantly trimmed roses, lily's, and tall ever glowing sunflowers, and sit in her mothers lawn chair, although a little scorched, heather needed space, she needed to revel in her own morals for a bit.

She needed to face her nightmares....

And that's exactly what she's going to do.