Prompt: raspberry, remorse
Originally written: April 8, 2014
Notes: part of a flower prompt meme on tumblr
She doesn't deal in regrets.
Her family may be dead or gone, her sometimes friends scattered to the four winds, her throne abandoned, her satchel empty and her waterskin dry—but she lives, and the stars shine in the clear sky above Sundermount's peak. And freedom—for so long, she has lived with the cares of others on her back, her mother's grief, her family's poverty, her companions' endless supply of enemies, a city's demons, a crown's iron weight; and now she sits alone on the mountaintop, unmourned, with nothing but her stripped-bare self to her name.
In any case, she has nothing left to lose.