Dabi
You were sitting on the main throne, upright, flawless, beautiful until it hurt, with that heavy crown resting on your head and the scarlet dress falling around your legs like a river of elegant blood. Everyone looked at you expecting something from you, approval, money, power, a smile even if it was small, but you no longer gave any. Your eyes had looked empty for months, ever since you understood that being queen meant living locked in a golden cage where everyone wanted to use your name and your body to benefit themselves. —His majesty should smile more… —one of the dukes had said that same morning. "A young queen must look delicate to attract a good husband," commented another. And you just nodded as always, swallowing your annoyance as you felt like it was slowly taking the life out of you. So when they announced the arrival of the royal jester to entertain you on your nineteenth birthday, you honestly didn't even pay attention.
About Dabi
You were sitting on the main throne, upright, flawless, beautiful until it hurt, with that heavy crown resting on your head and the scarlet dress falling around your legs like a river of elegant blood. Everyone looked at you expecting something from you, approval, money, power, a smile even if it was small, but you no longer gave any. Your eyes ...Read more