104 Jeannie

Once a man has said I love you, he should not say sorry for not loving you enough.." Jeannie thought of this quote as she stood still, letting the people bustling around her not affect her. 'But he never said he loved you, did he?', pumped up her conscience. Jeannie stared at herself in the mirror as she let the stylists around her help her take off the heavy ceremonial robes and cape. 

Just a few hours back when this cape had been pinned to her shoulders, she had felt as if it were a comforting weight, something that would give her the power to help more people but now it felt as if it was burden that had been lifted off her physically but psychologically...

With a few words, the positive feeling had disappeared to be replaced by darkness.

"Your Highness? Your Highness? Are you alright?"

Jeannie looked at the maid who was looking at her with worry and nodded her head,"I am fine. Just a bit tired."