Women Are War

1:Why

"Ladies and Gentlemen, I am proud to introduce your Queen. Queen Katerina of the water court!"

The claps, and squeals, and cheers rang through out the crowd. I waved and smiled, waved and smiled. Tears were spilling down the cheeks of many. People clawing at the guards who were keeping the citizens at bay. When a little girl with big brown eyes slipped through. She ran to walk along side the flout my throne was on.

"Your majesty?"

I went over and helped the little girl up. Hand in hand we walked back to my throne and I sat her at top my lap. Words of kindness spilled form others mouths as I did this act.

"Yes my Child, what is it I can help you with?"

I moved her bangs form her face. And caressed her tiny cheek.

"Where were you?"

My smile began to fade. I could feel the color leeching from my face. My sight seemed to dull.

"What do you mean?"

I knew what she meant. I knew it all to well. She looked past me at what sat at my back. The ugly scar. The brutal reminder. That's how I could never forget.

"237 years ago. The war. Where were You? Your the only one left from back then."

No, I'm not. My sister's. The other 6. The ones who make this kingdom whole. Tears threatened at the lids of my eyes. But I willed them back, forced them back. I took a breath and smiled. The crowd had grown quiet hear my awnser.

"I was there. In the war. The front lines."

I placed the young girl back on the ground and waved goodbye. Once I got back to the throne I let one tear spill. I remember every thing. All the people, the stories, the words, the crowd, the screams, the wounds, the blood. That blood. I can't handle the sight of red, scarlet, crimson, maroon. Those colors were no where to be found in my castle.

***

After the match, the songs, the meal. After it all. I went to my room. I sat in front of my mirror. I got up and moved out onto my balcony where the land was most beautiful at sunrise, and sunset. I could see far and wide. The water court. My court. Tears began to spill like they often did. You would think after 244 years you be over this sort of thing. The war started 230 years ago. Took 7 years to complete. But for 7 years before that. I was rotting away. By them. I hate them. The torture still rules my mind. The war, the blood from then, the war, even now. The slightest blood and I'm gone. I looked up to see the purpels and pinks, oranges and reds, the blues and blacks. They mixed and danced with one another. The clouds graced them with their gentle caress.

More tears. Spilling from my eyes. More water.

"God, I know I shouldn't come to you now. I never have before. But, I'm lost. I need help. I understand, you can't forgive a woman like me. One who hates, hides secrets. One that's killed so many. On my own or forced to. I understand, but give me a sign. Show me you care. Show me your there. Just something... *sigh*... it was kinda pointless huh. I suppose. You wouldn't help me now. I'm to far gone. Why, why me. WHAT DID I EVER DO TO DESERVE THIS! What did I do... I didn't mean for this to happen. I was happy. I would be married, had kids, grandkids. I'd be dead. I would have lived a full life. If this didn't happen to me. Just awnser me...... whatever. I'll talk to you again tomorrow. Goodnight God."

I walked to the joined bathing room and changed my big elegant gown for my silk, slim blue night gown. I only wore blue, gray, and white now. They are calming colors. The opposite of red for me.

I slipped into my bed and just stared at the ceiling. Thinking. Thinking about everything, but also nothing. I got up and slipped into my robe. I stuffed my feet into some slippers. I made my way from my room to the end of the hall. The dead end. I made sure no one was near by. I put my hand against the wall and it opened. As if it knew my request it was silent. I made my way from. The entrance down the stairs. The fire lighting it's self along the way. The moss crawling to the side of each passage way as I walked. The water rising into the air above my head, forming rain droplets and falling when I passed. The air going from musky, to the sweet scent of fresh rain. My favriot smell. The mice, and rodents bowing as I went by, the guard statues standing a bit straighter as I dipped my head.

I came to the center room. A long way away from my castle, form the other 6. It's right in the middle of our courts. The middle of our kingdom. When I was there the fire was already lit. I was a woman sitting in front of a glass coffin. I walked to her and knelt. Her cheeks were stained with tears. Her night gown made of gold. I wrapped my arms around her waist and hugged her close. She clung to my neck. So young. The youngest of us all. But her pain the worst.

"Couldn't sleep eaither huh?"

She nodded. A small smile slipped on my face.

"Why is it that when non of us can sleep we always back here. To this tomb, these glass caskets?"

She pulled away from me and wiped her eyes.

"How many wards we put on this place to keep these people safe. How they won't wake up. For me, I come here to the hope of them waking. I want to see him again."

I nodded my head and grabbed her hand. Soon, out of no where our 5 other sister's came. Claiming they couldn't sleep eaither. All in their sleeping gowns. One green, another purple, one Orange, one made of many different colors, the last of us in white. We all sat in a circle. Close together. We spoke of the old times. The good times. Like that night in the woods oh so long ago. Our tears began to spill, our gasps and hiccups ringing.

I began to relive it.
Every.
Single.
Moment...