Once her majesty looked down at her daughter,
sadness overcame her.
Such an excessive amount,
that the Queen's heart started to sink.
Not long after her unpleasant confrontation
did her mentality start to slip away.
Her mind flooded with anxiety and stress.
"Anastasia," she turned to face her, "we need to
have you wed, and wait no longer."
"But mother, you know my opinion of marriage."
the queen hesitated then replied, "yes. But not
all marriages end the same, sweat heart." She let
out a heavy sigh.
"Just because your father is gone does not mean
the same result will come of you."
Her daughter was overwhelmed with fear more
than obvious doubt.
"Anastasia," her mother exclaimed with a faded
smile, "for every moment that you feel even a
touch of doubt, just wrap yourself in the blanket
that I gifted you. The color suits you."
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Robin's Journey
Short StoryThere once was a girl who was gifted a blanket from her mother. But this one was like no other. although arriving from the same factory as those alike (to her knowledge), it stood alone to live a prestigious life. Months had passed, but she was yet...
