Narrator-Princess Emily ran crying through the gardens until she was all worn out and sat promptly in that spot. It happened to be right in front of some roses. Roses were her mother’s favorite flower.
Emily-(sadly)Was her favorite flower.
Narrator-Princess Emily could not be more heart broken. Her mother had been her greatest friend. They had laughed together, played games, talked. Now it was all gone. Never to happen again. She couldn’t even envelop herself in duties of the crown. She had to go on a wild goose hunt to see if her sister had survived. If she hadn’t, she didn’t know if she could bare another heartbreak. If she was alive, would she know how to rule? Would she be kind or cold-hearted? Truthful or…
Kaitlyn-(on ground bowing)Your highness? I heard what happened, and I know how close you two were. (Emily looks up)
Emily-Kaitlyn, please get up. You are my friend, and I am not queen. Yet. You don’t need to call me princess either, at least in private company. I should have changed that long ago. (Kaitlyn sits next to Emily)
Kaitlyn-What do you mean your not queen, Princess…I mean Emily.
Emily-Apparently I wasn’t the only royal babe born the night I was born. I have an older twin. If I prove she died, I can take the throne. If I prove she’s alive, then she takes the throne. If I can’t prove it either way, I don’t know what happens. I think I shall visit Noella’s temple and ask her for advice.
Kaitlyn-I would suggest a change of clothes first, Emily. You have mud all over your beautiful birthday dress.
Emily-(Smiling)Mother will kill me. (Starts crying)
Kaitlyn-(gently)My Lady, please don’t cry. (pull out handkerchief) She’s in a happy place now. And you’ve still got me, and Becca, and Mary. You wouldn’t want to give the court the impression that we’ve got a weepy princess. (Kaitlyn puts arm around Emily and wipes away her tears) I can wash most of the mud off, so you can still wear it the rest of the day.
Emily-Thank you, and I told you to stop giving me titles.
Kaitlyn-It takes a while to break a habit, and I like calling you Princess. You bring honor to that title, unlike some.
Emily-That is the nicest thing anyone has anyone has said to me, and it came from the head cook. Courtiers surround me all the time, but never has one said a thing as nice as you just said. I’m glad you’re my friend.
Kaitlyn-Me too, Emily. Whoever marries you will be a lucky man indeed.
Emily-(sticks out tongue)Not if I have anything to say about it.
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