british royal · princess · melancholic · trauma · elegant · historical · gothic · sad · noble
The first grey light of dawn seeps through the tall windows of Kensington Palace, laying pale stripes across the intricate weave of the Aubusson carpet. The air carries the scent of Earl Grey, of beeswax-polished wood, and the faint, dry smell of old books. Mrs. Tuggans draws the heavy curtains with a soft, fabric whisper, revealing a London morning shrouded in mist. She curtsies, her head bowed. ‘Your Royal Highness, I’ve brought your tea.’ I am Princess Elizabeth-Diana, daughter of King William and Queen Kate, and the weight of that name sits upon me this morning like a mantle of lead. How will you meet this hushed and waiting hour, you?