DISCLAIMER: I own nothing in the PJO/HoO series! It's all Rick Riordan's.
AN: I respect Reyna and I kinda like her. I hope she gets more of a role, so I can be sure I love her. Her back story is truly magnificent, though. Enjoy!
A Heart of Golden Stone
a cold, hard mask,
formal, aloof, tough, she is
yet beneath it all lies a heart of gold,
imperial gold, to be exact.
but nobody gets close enough to see it s h i n e.
for a moment the mask slips and emotions comes through,
happiness, rage, tranquility, love,
but not long enough for someone to notice.
who's the real reyna?
sometimes even she forgets.
she was once at peace, too, you know
she was once happy and carefree and a typical girl
on a beautiful island with a beautiful sister
days going by
sometimes quickly, sometimes s l o w l y
something's wrong?
shh, better take no notice,
better let the big girls take care of it all
it wasn't her place to fight, no, no no.
it was her place to be happy and dream big girly dreams
be a queen just like her name.
but the happiness and the big girly dreams all washed away
vanished quickly,
too quickly,
and she found herself captive and crying
no longer the queen she'd always imagined being.
life goes on, she soon learnt.
better move on rather than dwell on the miserable past
a past that could've been so much more.
And so now she sits, clad in robes of deep purple,
on a chair fit for a queen,
no, fit for an emperor,
with the same usual cold, aloof expression on her face
business-like, this reyna knows no fun,
this reyna knows being an emperor is so much better than being a queen.
but still,
sometimes the mask slips
and she finds herself dreaming of the old days,
the old days of luxury and peace and dreaming up
fairy tales
the days of being a queen.
And she hopes against hope that someone,
Anyone,
Will notice and see just how different she feels in her heart,
Her imperial golden heart.
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