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The Queen had constantly come back to my room to keep me company. But that all changed when Mary was born...
Four months later...
I sat on my bed, waiting for the Queen to come to my room. She usually came around this time, so I was prepared. So I waited for her. And I waited. And waited. But she never came. One of the maids came in to get me ready for bed. "Where's the Qween?" I asked, worry creeping into my voice.
"She gave birth to the new Princess today," the maid replied, getting me out of my threadbare dress. "so she doesn't have time for anything else anymore." She put on my night gown, tucked me into bed, and left me lying on my bed shocked and miserable.
I had stayed up the entire night, having outbursts every now and then. I was staring at the wall when someone came into my room without knocking.
"Anna? Anna are you ok?" the person asked, the voice all too familiar. It was the Queen's voice.
"Go away." I muttered, not wanting to be near her at the moment.
"Anna. Please. I don't have as much time as I used to." she begged.
"Go away." I said again, wishing she hadn't even come.
"Anna..." she said sadly. She sounded heartbroken.
"I want some time awone." I sniffled, trying to hold back the tears.
"I understand," she said, her voice still heartbroken."Te Amo Anna." she said in her native tounge. What it sounded like, she turned to leave.
"Te Amo." I said back, remembering what the words ment. She had taught me a bit of Spanish, and Te Amo was I Love You. I listened to her leave, and until it was silent, I started to cry.