All my life I had been surrounded by darkness...
Not necessarily evil but still malevolent in nature...
I had one kindness but she died many years ago...
The only family I've ever really known...
She gave me love, light and warmth...
My dearest grandmother, former Empress of our great empire...
An empire now in ruins...
It was my fault really, I grew too greedy and power mad, Grandmother used deceptive arts and subtlety to win herself kingdoms, I was too much like my father, a military man who conquered by using brute force and power.
Mother was a gently soul or so I've been told, kind and sweet she was a benevolent ruler and her people loved her...They didn't love me...They feared me, respected me but it wasn't the same, they wouldn't die for me...
I was only very young when I took the throne, well versed in leadership and what it meant to be a ruler, I had hoped to be a good Empress but I drove my kingdom into the ground, I know what I did was wrong and perhaps a peaceful and gentle conquering would have been the way to go but it is too late to dwell on the past now and I thoroughly intend to create a new better life for me here in The Farside.