"Silence. All I could hear was the never ending deafening silence. I knew that for the rest of eternity I would not be able to end the silence; never would I get away from the darkness.

My life was not always this way. Once, I was the most feared person in the country; I was the king's best friend and champion, and not a soul in the world could parallel my ability with a sword. Without a care in the world, I was on cloud nine. My life revolved around four things: my king, my country, my sword, and most importantly my husband George. My Chicks had flown the Coop over a decade ago, and I was just about to take up my newly appointed position as training mistress; I'd been asked to train the new pages. My life was perfect.

How did it spiral so vigorously out of control? I'll tell you how. I was so caught up in my perfect life, I seldom thought of those I did not know. I'd forgotten why I'd become a knight and the people of Tortall truly felt it.

Looking back during that time, I realised that I'd lost my way, and that in itself almost makes me glad for what HE did. Knowing that I would never know what will have, and possibly already has become of my friends stoped me being glad. Knowing that I will never die, never be able to see my husband, my friends or my children ever again, stoped me being glad that I was to be forever trapped in my own mind, time with no meaning, never aging, a stoneless statue.

My life was destroyed on the night of the thirtieth anniversary, of the coronation of King Jonathon IV and his wife Queen Thayet, a night we all were celebrating. Their reign had been full of happiness and despair, hope and war, love and hate, and everything in-between. That year, they had decided to celebrate with the court, as is customary, for the night of their anniversary anyway. Then, they were going to celebrate the next day, with only their counsel, their friends. This would have been where the true celebrations happened, but it never got that far. HE ruined it for them. Of course, everyone believed it was me that ruined it for them. But now I'm getting ahead of myself.

This story truly starts about six months before this, on the eve of midwinter..."

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I chose to change the layout of the prologue a little and re-post it. I've chosen to continue this story past the prologue which is why I'm restarting it. If anyone would become the beta for tis story I'd be appreciative.