Atlas

Love was supposed to be a precious thing, not that I'd ever had that experience. Not many could see past my financial worth in comparison to what my heart held - some would say that was worth so much more, but who could tell when anything that connected me to that life had been cut away? Maybe it was for the best, I mean- I did enjoy this one more...it wasn't everyday someone got chosen to be the housekeeper of the party tat saved the kingdom from corruption. And there was pleasure in the company too...probably more than there should've been