Prisoner of Dreams by Lidiya Foxglove EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Lidiya Foxglove
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- Language: English
- Genre: Fairy Tales
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I the most bitter winter the nation of Ellurine had seen in a century.
The Palace of the Sun, with its tall windows and cold floors of parquet and
marble, was so miserable inside that we all had chilblains on our feet and
hands, and one of my ladies caught her skirt on fire from huddling to the
warmth. That was one of the few times I saw magic cast in the palace, as
the faery women all desperately staunched the flames.
Outside, of course, it was far worse. Many people froze to death. The
price of wood for the fires became very dear. And because the winter had
begun so early, food was in shorter supply as well.
Inside my heart was the coldest place of all. As the fall first turned to
winter, the letter came telling me that my mother had died.
I knew when I left Osteria years ago that I would never see her again. I
had become the Queen of the Sun Palace, caught in my role to submit to the
king forever, and home seemed as distant at the stars. But all the while, I
took comfort in knowing that it remained the same. My mother, ruling
stolidly over the practical, earthly people of Osteria.
In my mind, I realized as I read the letter, a part of me was still there.
The child, Marie Rose, dancing and chasing butterflies. Youthful and free.
My king, Augustus, and our lover Axel, tried to comfort me, but what I
really wished for was privacy for my grief. They had never met my mother.
No one in Osteria knew her. There was no one who could sit in a
comforting vigil with me and share memories.
Queens did not have time to miss their mothers. Maybe it had as much
to do with my first pregnancy as anything else, because I was thinking of
my own child, and how he or she would have to grow up in this place. Their
life would never be their own. They would be taken from me, held by their
wet nurse instead of me, brought up by the proper tutors for their future
role.
The walls of my prison were so cold.
Of course, my sadness was callous in the face of the death and
starvation happening miles away in the capital city. I knew I was a selfish
creature. So I swallowed it down, and then the court complained that their
queen was too sober, that my face was too melancholy.
Dressed in mourning black and mindful of the suffering people, I
couldn’t take any comfort in my beloved gowns trimmed with flora and
fauna, so instead I enjoyed the preparing of the nursery.
A silver rattle with dangling bells. A layette box painted with scenes of
revelry and celebration. All the fine, tiny garments worked with lace and
ribbon, some of them lovingly made by the ladies of my court in their spare
time.
Augustus was calm in the face of his kingdom’s despair, but distracted
by his books, trying to figure out solutions.
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