| Author: | Sean O'Hara | ISBN: | 9781458005960 |
| Publisher: | Pulp Electronique | Publication: | February 25, 2011 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Sean O'Hara |
| ISBN: | 9781458005960 |
| Publisher: | Pulp Electronique |
| Publication: | February 25, 2011 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
The turnkey has finally returned with the writing tablet, quill and ink bottle so I can commence composing my testament. I hold no illusions that this, my last work, should ever fall under mortal eye, or, if by some miracle it does, that the reader--whoever you might be, highborn or low--should believe the words I write here. However, this parchment shall most likely be burned unread by my jailer. Perhaps the Prince will have a secretary forge my handwriting and offer forth a false document agreeing with the popular reports of my grievous behavior. Indeed, except for tradition, I know not why I am even allowed access to this paper if no one shall ever read what I write hereon.
Still, I must take a chance on the truth eventually becoming known through this testament, otherwise history will call my bastard step-daughter a virtuous princess, while I and my daughters are vilified. Already I have heard the tales of "Cinderella" rampant in the kingdom, turning that scamp into a martyr among milkmaids and saint for scullery girls. She was always a skillful liar, but the tales Elise has spun about me far outstrip anything she fabricated in my household.
The turnkey has finally returned with the writing tablet, quill and ink bottle so I can commence composing my testament. I hold no illusions that this, my last work, should ever fall under mortal eye, or, if by some miracle it does, that the reader--whoever you might be, highborn or low--should believe the words I write here. However, this parchment shall most likely be burned unread by my jailer. Perhaps the Prince will have a secretary forge my handwriting and offer forth a false document agreeing with the popular reports of my grievous behavior. Indeed, except for tradition, I know not why I am even allowed access to this paper if no one shall ever read what I write hereon.
Still, I must take a chance on the truth eventually becoming known through this testament, otherwise history will call my bastard step-daughter a virtuous princess, while I and my daughters are vilified. Already I have heard the tales of "Cinderella" rampant in the kingdom, turning that scamp into a martyr among milkmaids and saint for scullery girls. She was always a skillful liar, but the tales Elise has spun about me far outstrip anything she fabricated in my household.
