Not by choice the new Queen would inherit the Monarchy she was destined to rule by example. At least that was the hope of her predecessor, her father the King who became to ill with this last breath saying to his daughter “use your instincts and above all protect the people” then he breathed his last breath. The new Queen though fairly young was already proving to be more than they had hoped for. Oh she was fiery and independent. Early that morning she was voicing her astute opinion.
She said, “Edith as I watched my father take his last breath it dawned on me that each of us will do the same. One last breath, one last kiss, one last supper, one last drink, one last walk. It made me feel sad but I won’t think about that now since I am now the royal highness and I have to make my father proud of me and granny who thankfully is still with us.”
That afternoon she said to her trustee court appointees.
“I Don’t Care About The Members Of
The Court and Their Menial Minds
Only I Can Decide.”
There Was Complete Silence
Two Were Conspiring Her Coup d’Etat
Later that evening they had prepared the frail opaque Queen to look her best for the visit from the Prince of Spain. He was really sizing her up. He had hoped she was demure and delightful. Neither of these qualities were strikingly obvious to him the new Queen didn’t possess.
“Una Mujer Flaca Nenesesita A Comer” Said the Prince of Spain at dinner.
“What Did He Say?”, asked the Queen.
“Your Majesty He, He…”
“Why Are You Stuttering Say It.” asked the Queen.
“He Said, You Are Thin And Should Eat More.”
Stoically while her temper was rising looking directly at The Prince’s Eyes
“Tell Him I Eat Plenty.”
“He Should Pay More Attention In Pleasing Me.”
“After all That Is What His Visit Is For.” said the Queen.
© Natalie Keshing
ICYMI
