Lets take it from the start shall we? I was four years behind you see, something the queen always seemed to mock about me.
But my age is a different page than she planed to write her story, perhaps her majesty needed a blind instead of someone with my kind of mind.
less the story digress, she is depressed, stressed, a mess. she needs repentance more than attention however she is far to caught up in the fluff of needing everyone's gaze, kissing of her shoe, worshiping her, and haha, ya... she got two...
(Two who you have sculpted since you were planted on the earth, two who fearfully unconditionally love you, two who worship you, TWO... who will absolutely not refute you..)
The queen lives in a warped reality, wasting away my two grandparents when actually then are the ones who have created this monster, she was unwanted by her mother and father...
You must understand, I was the queens right hand man. I had it all in the her eyes, her attention, a bed where she stay, and of course her everyday sculpting with zero remorse. I was her work horse, and my job? To forget all I had been taught and let her be the boss, but at what horrible cost...
When I set foot into her narcissistic, unrealistic, hypocrites world, She made it look so nice at first. But soon conversations became prolonged, her voiced grated in my head. Her dead's went unanswered for, and my heavy heart became sore with want of my own life and free will, not having to pay her "personal bill".
Finally I said "ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!" Queen:"whatever do you mean?". "Well, I want to plant my own seeds." Queen:"Forget it, you'll never be free!" "Enough... is enough... and if I have to fight for my freedom, Then I declare war!
Time flew past and I suddenly realized I had been cursed. EVERYday was a nightmare once I'd come to that pitiful realization, she'd wasted eight years of my life away... And the main regret I have to this day? Not getting to spend more time with my old man, and soon i'll be married and moved away...
My grandparents you ask? They are weary and tired of her, but they chose this way.
