The young princess Isabelle, oldest of the royal family, discovers that her life is about to overturn. Being crowned Queen, following the death of her beloved father and successful monarch, she must carry the weight of the crown,
Queen of a victori...
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I knew Jacob was confused, so was i. the minute he came to me when I was surrounded by all these men, he truly cared for me and wanted to do nothing but protect me, but I couldn't bring myself to tell him anything. I just didn't know how. I knew what he was about to ask me, I didn't want to answer anything, I got into the litter to head back to the castle. maybe the ride back could help me comprehend what happened, how to put it in words.
Who he is..
I couldn't speak to Jacob when we got to the castle. I pretended to be distracted with whatever Richard was on about and surrounded myself with the people of the court that greeted me as I entered the royal court, just as distant from him as possible. I caught a glimpse of his confused face, worried. but I just didn't know what to do.
I'm a fucking queen of a nation and this is how helpless i've gotten.
I listened to people complain, I listened to the dukes and people of the court complain and go on and on about what they think is relevant, most of the times I wasn't even paying attention. My mind was on something else, on what happened at the harbor.
I'm a terrible fucking ruler.
I supposedly did my job, listening to people complain while sitting on the throne. all the while I see Jacob fidget, sulk and stare at me time to time from a corner of the court. I don't understand why I felt guilty but I do. just why?
I couldn't sit and listen to people yap anymore, I dismissed the court and rushed off to my chamber, I had Richard and two of my guards escort me instead. Normally I go to my chamber by myself, which after a while Jacob joins me. But now when I did I caught a look on his face, he looked surprised and even more confused, his eyes showed betrayal and sadness.
I tried not to look into his eyes, I couldn't.
I quickly made my way into my chamber and shut the door. I need to think. I need to gather my thoughts. what I heard, what I saw.
there he was, staring at me, his eyes on me, tensed. He slowly backed away from the edge of the deck, and seemingly went inside. it felt as if he was indirectly gesturing me to follow him, and I felt as if I should.
"Mind I join you fine young men into your ship? haven't been in one in ages!! lets see how good the Boddinham ships are doing mm?"
"YES OF COURSE YOUR GRACE!" the man in front of me whom I assume was the captain of the ship, shouted at the men behind him to give me space to walk inside to their ship
in addition to cerylia's retorts, we slowly made our way inside the ship.
I listened to the men speak of the ship and their sails so wondrously, the captain even mentioned about papa, and how he loved to sail. if only he was here.
The men were taking their opportunities to either impress me or to talk to me as much as possible.
Papa always told me, put the people first. Talk to them, make sure they are heard, make them feel as significant and special as we are being born into royalty. I tried to keep my promise as much as I could, but something else was in my mind.
