"my lady, wake up"
"my lady..."
As my dreams linger, dancing in the way that dreams do, someone has been calling me out. I arise to the light of the new day. My feet are ready for the ground, for whatever comes my way. Soon the greetings begin, the chorus of voices in my home, each as sweet as the birdsong.
"my lady, you're finally awake"
suddenly, in front of me came close and as i look closer to look at her. This beautiful and positive stranger. "are you an angel?"
"wha... my lady what are you talking about? i'm your maid."
"ha?"
"?"
"maid?"
"that's right my lady"
"wait a second...... WHAT?!!!"
abruptly i jumped out of my bed, gather all my senses and as i look around clearly. my room: the style is like Renaissance, a revival of the old classical styles, and it is not surprising that it first showed itself to a marked degree in Italy. The style had more or less coincided with a period of primitive commerce.
but unexpectedly. "why am i here? who are you?! i.... i'm"
her stomach swelled her limbs lost muscle tone. Her face had become gaunt, robbed of her usual rosy glow of shock.
"my lady!"
the lady, flat in fainted hollow shock fell in her bed chamber once again.
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"you who have bestowed my love my lord. i shall be with you till we come of age to marry."
The soon to be queen laid upon the eyes of the lord and linger in the moment of love as she considers it warmth and offer herself to the man in front.
but an acheful hurt occurs, the mocking amusement of the man smirks in disgust and shallow the hurtful words to the lady
"a mere duke's daughter, i don't even see you as a lady in honor. disgusting, i shall reconsider as i'll wait for my father's orders"
alas, the lady who was indebted in love shattered in pieces but she has not given up, the moment she looks at him, her life always filled with moments of lust and love but
death was shown upon her by the love of her life, her husband and her king.
betrayals and shame came upon her as well. how she regrets loving that shallow king.
Then I shall remember you as one who unloved and hurt me and you will live on in my memory, immortalized.
i shall never forgive you
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i woke up..... again.
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Empress takes the Kings' crown
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