A whole lot has happened from the time of my mothers death.
Mum butterflies. Yes Miriam butterflies
pretty indeed but they had to transform from a caterpillar to a beautiful butterfly that it is right now. During the period of their transformation they are vulnerable as this is a neccercery step for their transformation. They are fragile creatures but are very beautiful and unique.
Oh mummy I don't understand what you are saying. Don't worry Miriam with time you would learn more and understand better. Ok mama. Now go back to sleep. Sarah take her to her chambers, my mum commanded the heads maid. After having a long sleep during the day I woke up at night to sleep with my mom. Getting to her bed chamber I witnessed as her throat was slit with a knife. As a child that I was I was too afraid to scream. I stood in shock as the palace guards rushed in to capture the murderer. My Uncle, William walked in scrutinizing the scene. After inspecting my mum's body and declaring her dead he left left the scene. The Palace Bell was rung to announce the demise of the Queen. A state of mourning was declared throughout the kingdom of Yumeng. For 3 days a period of Public mourning and Funeral Processions were done. She was laid to rest on the third day.
******** 3 years later
My Second Uncle ascended the throne, for I was not of age to rule the Kingdom. My Uncle treated me nicely never denying anything I asked for. He showered me with Love and care but I never felt at ease. The death of my mum was always a recurrent image in my memory.I am 13 years old right now. I recieved and got the treatment and privileges of a Princess as I deserved. I had a Private Tutor who taught me and trained me in all subject matter. She would say and I quote " You are a Princess Miriam, and it is high time you acted as one " she was so stern and strict with me. I was thought the art of Communication, negotiations I was also taught to know how to speak with authority, command respect, to know how to dance, play instruments and to sing. I attended different soriees at such a young age held by the high class. I was also thought how to defend myself, to fight, to know how to ride a horse. All these at such a young age. But there was more to come.
My nasty Cousin. He was indeed proud and pompous. He was 2 years older than me. He was my First Uncle's son, the only son indeed. He was so intent on competing with me though I no not for what reason, not that I care. I had always known from time immemorial that we were never going to be at peace with each other. He considered me an inferior and sought of ways to annoy me. Once he tempered with my favorite ball gown at another time he hid my pet fish. It was indeed childish I thought.
I was obviously more mature than him. All he did pride around in his high to end outfit looking for what and who to get entertained. Such was then. Time flies by indeed. Soon it would be my coming of age ceremony.
Chapter 1 Memories
27/11/2024