{A ROLE PLAY PROMPT BOOK} / / / she sat on her throne,, crown centre of her head, the glittering jewels weighed her down like chains, a sigh escaped her worn lips that were painted red,, she was sat there for ages in the silence that drowned her dreams and hopes all in one go. she was like an oil painting not a single smudge,, this queen was the 'perfect princess' never the hooligan of the family,, 'even better queen' as if perfect princess wasn't enough anymore . she was a rose that was being punctured by a thousand thorns . . . and nobody knew . . .