The Princess Diaries: Winter

It is cold. Mid-february always is in my lands. The sun is shining, but the plumes of smoke rising from the cottages around my estate, and the general lack of activity suggest to me that it is colder than I realize. And I decide perhaps it is not wise to drag my child out into the weather today.

I feel like a fairy tale princess, which I find ironic. My humble estate has morphed, in my mind, to the tallest tower with no exit available. Being housebound, even when you are a princess, is undesirable. At least the cat and faithful Roomba can keep me company.

My Love still battles to the east. My prince is returning from a war far to the south. I received word from my Love today, he is counting days until he will be home again. But also I hear news of unrest. A rising power near the lands of my prince. Rumours that make me wonder if my time on this great throne may be drawing to an end. My prince and I are to travel to the lands furthest east in our principality soon, and I shall be bringing my Love and our daughter. I pray our travels will be safe and that no conspiracies against our thrones may lay in wait in the east. But my gut tells me otherwise, and I will be happy to return home with my family and our lives.

I have been working hard on beautiful garments for my family. My daughter grows everytime I look away from her, but I think I have finally made her some clothing that will last a while. I am keeping myself busy in the hopes that I will not dwell on what awaits us in the east, but when my mind wanders, I find myself thinking that the life of a commoner is not without its advantages. And so I am able to anticipate whatever fate awaits me at the end of this month.