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What Could Never Be
100 Faces in 100 Stories — No58
1 min readFeb 27, 2023
I knew my love for Princess Alda was impossible. I had been born to be her handmaiden — nothing more, never anything more.
When Prince Arhysand came from Meralta, I stood in the shadows as Alda knelt and took his hand only to place a kiss on the golden ring upon his finger. The people in attendance clapped, but I frowned as a piece of me ached.
Later, when I helped the princess undress for bed, she whispered, “I hate my lot in life.”
I longed to say, “Me too.”
Instead, I said nothing.
I played my part in the game.
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