In my newly cleared space, I closed the door firmly behind me and walked over to inspect an abandoned dusty oil lamp. For everywhere else at Buckingham I was accompanied. Having grown up with so much freedom, it occurred to me I had taken that space for granted and these moments alone saved my sanity.
Of course, as monarch, I could make any number of decisions, but none would rock the boat so much as dismissing the many courtiers and attendants expected of my station.
I could be clever.
I could say that in the wake of the tragedy of Victoria and Albert, I did not trust anyone.
However, could I really use their deaths to provide me such a personal satisfaction? Would their souls rest peacefully if I did so?
Oh, how I wish I had someone to speak to.
AN: Over the word count, but I needed to see this scene through.
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The Queen of England: Coronation (Drabbles)
Teen FictionDrabbles for upcoming novel entitled The Queen of England: Coronation, set for release in 2016 (AU: Victorian England). Written by Courtney Brandt. Reviews and critiques are welcome - I could definitely use more steampunk elements/ideas.
