Ragtag Daily Prompt: Sheer

By mid-morning, Queen Pirouette was normally fatigued from all of the letters, reports and dispatches that she’d been reading, that she would take a little exercise. This consisted of horseback riding with her select friends (male and female) of the endless pool of sycophantic courtiers. Sometimes, for a semblance of solitude, she would walk in the gardens with a few palace guards in tow. If the weather was foul, she might opt for a few rounds of tennis with Lady Abigail.

After a small luncheon, often with a foreign dignitary or a member of the higher clergy, she would sit with her Privy Council to discuss serious matters of state. By sheer force of will, Queen Pirouette worked tirelessly to be a good ruler. The men of the court, who at first took umbrage at having to bend their knees to a woman, a young woman at that, learned to respect her wisdom and dedication to duty. The loss of her beloved GarGar had brought a change to Pirouette. Any trace of the flighty girl who liked to dance until dawn was gone. Gone forever.

Published by Russell Smith

I was born at the American Hospital in Neuilly-sur-Seine, France. I find inspiration in the lives of so many people from Joan of Arc to Oscar Wilde. While my primary avocation is photography, I also enjoy philosophy, theology and most of all, history. My beloved wife, Robin Anne Smith, who passed away in 2013 is an inspiration to me. My beloved partner, Dana is also a great support and inspiration to me. I'd be remiss if I did not mention my cats: Maxwell, Nigel, Pirouette and GarGar.

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