I remained inside the tower, in my bedchamber, since my return from that engagement ceremony, where my presence was visibly unwelcomed and undesired. Not that I wanted to stay.
Still, it wasn't my wish to be holed up in my tower once more, where I could do nothing but look outside of the window of my room. Under the bright afternoon sunlight, birds could be seen flying in the sky freely.
"Wouldn't it be nice to be a bird and fly wherever I want to go?" I mumbled, envying these little animals.
"And then be killed by a slingshot or an arrow, only to be hung on a fire and then go into someone's stomach?" Martha idly commented as she busied herself tidying my gown and arranging the jewelry I removed after returning.
I glared at her. 'This old lady never forgets to break my happy bubble. Always so bitter.'
"Can we go out today?" I asked, looking at the busy Martha with hope in my eyes.
