Today I spent the day meandering about the village. Spending time with the people. Be they of my court, or peasants. In my kingdom I provide for them all. And all, provide together.
It was a grand gesture for an entire world to be created for just my pleasure. My sojourn in to their midst. I appreciated their play. Their music.
I attended their shows of humor and death defying skills. Their attempts at entertaining me were applauded appropriately. With some shillings and pounds thrown their way if they evoked a laugh or a gasp of delight.
At once I was humbled by the courtesies shown. The bowing and lowering of the eyes. The gratitude expressed, and my hand taken in gestures of appreciation. For being with them, for being one of them!
And stunned by the lack of respect as well. I walk among the people. I work with the people. I am with my people. When along comes a Queen who is not my Queen. Her ways are not like mine. And bow to her, I will not.
For I am a Warrior Queen. And no other Queen is loftier, nor stands taller, than I.
Many of the people dressed for their own pleasure. And mine as well!
But today was not about the kingdom. The hierarchy. No battles but the jousting today.
Today was the people’s day. And the people did well! In their glory and finery they celebrated this stunning day.
Knights and Fairies.
His humble bow touched me.
It was a fine day.
A fine day indeed.
With my people.