And so the plan went wrong, there was a little flutter and a scurry of panic but you said, not to worry, we will do this in a traditional style, like before we had all these clever things to make us sound good. And so you did, even although you hadn't done it for a while you committed completely to telling the story, you used your voice and your body and when you made a little mistake here or there it did not matter because we all listened with the intensity that responded to your enthusiasm. I did not ask how you felt after, but I did say you were brilliant.
While she drew your portrait you told a story, and the story you told informed the portrait. While she drew the shape of your face you talked about the strong queen, the hero, the decisive leader, and she layed down the outline of your royal gament. While she filled out your hair you talked about your sword, your warriors, and your dragons and she outline your war queen background. While you talked about your queen's sexual fulfilment, your enjoyment, your pleasure she filled out your features. And when she presented your portrait your story ended.
October 24
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