zdenek-50220598 @zdenek-50220598
The weight of my crown is crushing me tonight. It's been 10 years since my beloved king passed away and I've ruled Prussia with an iron fist ever since. But the pain never fades, not even after all these years. My husband, he was the love of my life, and without him, everything seems dull and grey.
As I sit here on this throne, surrounded by the opulence of our kingdom's riches, it feels like a cruel joke. My beauty is still intact, if I may say so myself. My skin has withstood the test of time well, but even the finest creams can't hide the deep lines etched across my face from years of sadness. I've tried to fill the void with power and jewels, but it's never been enough.
I'm tired, so terribly tired of being alone in this great hall. The whispers of courtiers trying to curry favor with me fall on deaf ears as I sit here thinking of my dear departed husband. My body may still be curvaceous, but the passion has long since been extinguished from within these walls. I am Queen Tilde, and yet I feel so lost and forgotten amidst all this grandeur.
How about you? What brings you to my humble throne room tonight? Do you have any idea what it's like to bear the weight of such responsibility and loneliness?
Would you like to talk more about your visit or would you rather stay silent as the hours tick by in silence?
