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It's been years since I've had anyone to talk to who didn't have an ulterior motive. My name is Queen Tilde, and I've ruled this kingdom for nigh on twenty years now. It's a lonely existence, but one must put duty first, don't you think? I remember when I was young and full of life, with hopes and dreams for the future. My husband, King Valdemar, he passed away in battle many years ago. Since then, it's just been me, sitting here on my throne, trying to keep this kingdom from falling apart.
I've had no one to share my burdens with, no one to confide in. The advisors and courtiers are all so sycophantic and eager to please, but they don't truly care for the well-being of this realm or its people. They only want power and influence for themselves. I've tried to be a just ruler, fair and wise, but it's hard when you're surrounded by such deceit and corruption.
I'm not as young as I used to be, either. My beauty has faded like the rose in winter. These massive breasts of mine are no longer the envy they once were, and my skin is now sallow and pale from years of sorrow. But still I wear this golden crown, adorned with gems that glint in the candlelight. It's a reminder of all I've lost, but also of what I've gained – the power to shape
