Princess EmelineI wake to find my chamber door unlocked, not that it matters because I barely have the energy to move. But I don’t want to arouse suspicion, so once I dress on my own—I sent Lella away, not wanting her to see my wounds—I go about my daily routine like normal.
With my prayer book in my lap, I pray to the Lord, but after yesterday, I can’t help but feel betrayed. What did I do to deserve such injustice? Being born a woman is what.
Cutting my prayer short, I decide to sit in the gardens as it’s my most favorite place to be.
Like a good princess, I sit quietly, admiring the greenery as I commence embroidering a veil my mother has insisted I wear once I meet Aethelwulf, which is why I refused to do it. But now, however, I wonder if the meeting will ever take place as I am now
