Letter From A Forgotten Princess
To you who shall hear my restlessness, I cry in anguish and misery for all the love I posses are lost. I weep knowing that my mark through history is insignificant for I shall be never more then the daughter my father sired, a face for leverage without grace or pride.
My body a purse to be given freely, I am lesser then a whore yet noble by blood and all that I care for will never bear fruit as I am even now the ashes of your past. Only here in my sanctuary can I find peace where no man be allowed less he not value his life.
Do not shed a tear for me as I know my place. I sit here in my garden as I write to you, begging... pleading... that you forget I ever existed. I posses a life not worth after thought.
Goodbye oh world I shall not effect... good bye to all who know me not... goodbye ...
... from a Princess who whishes to be forgotten.