Castles

My breath catches as my mind spins.

The days robes glowing in amber hues. How quickly they forget that pleasing me should be there utmost priority. People have hung for lesser offenses. I know I must decide on the Treaty of Killorn today. I should be wearing the purple robes. I wonder who it is I must chastise for this error. It is of no consequence, of one wants something done right, one must do it oneself. My sigh echoes through my hollow chamber. Some may say that the emptiness of the chamber is a perfect mirror for my heart. I am not as heartless as they think. I will rule justly in this matter. I know what is at stake. I will earn the love and respect of my people. I only wish that my mother could see me now. On with the show.