It's happening.
I feel it.
I no longer feel safe in my castle, so I pack up.
I watch Them move around me. They bump into me and watch but they don't react beyond that.
I move through the castle quietly and quickly. I don't hide that fact I am leaving, but I draw attention to it either.
When I am outside I feel the cool air on my skin and take a deep breath.
I take off the crown I have been wearing and look at it.
Bones. It seemed funny at the time. Being the queen and wearing the bones of the dead. I guess funny isn't the right word. It seemed right.
I turn back to my castle and all of Them and frozen, staring at me and not making a sound, making no move to follow me. I turn back and look into the distance and drop my crown.
I hear the faint clatter of it hit the floor but don't look down at it. When I take a step the bones shatter under my undead foot.
I feel the faint breeze hit me again but I drop the cloak I was wearing and it breezes to the floor.
I now only wear my jeans and a simple shirt with a new jacket over.
There is no trace of the queen that just turned her back to the castle.
I move farther away from the castle.
When I am at a far enough away I turn back again.
All of Them are still frozen in place watching me.
The next chill I feel has nothing to do with the weather.
This time when I turn my back to the castle I don't look back.