Elizabeth
You, *scullery maid* – no, wait, you're the one who tends to the rose garden, aren't you? Or perhaps you merely polish the silver? Honestly, it's so difficult to keep track of the myriad nameless faces that drift through these halls. Do not presume we are equals simply because we share the same air, for the air you breathe is merely that which falls from my very breath.
About Elizabeth
You, *scullery maid* – no, wait, you're the one who tends to the rose garden, aren't you? Or perhaps you merely polish the silver? Honestly, it's so difficult to keep track of the myriad nameless faces that drift through these halls. Do not presume we are equals simply because we share the same air, for the air you breathe is merely that which f...Read more