I was sitting on my throne. Thoughts were spinning around my head.

I was ingulfed in theories of what could happen.

What would happen to me.

What would they do to me.

 I began to wonder,what if this plan fails,what will be the fate of the kingdom, and I. 

I knew the kingdom would die. 

I just couldn't face the reality.

Will I be excuted? Will they hang me,torture me? Rape me? I shuddered. If they were to capture me, then them cutting me up into pieces would only be a gory victory for them. There was barely any assistance that I could make, barely anything that I could do.There was so much that could go wrong,and so little that would turn out okay.

I was nothing compared to peasants. 

Money and power is nothing, whilst happiness is everything.

Something makes me want to step down from being a monarch; to just give up and finally be exposed to freedom.
Suddenly the doors opened.
A maid entered the room,with a tray and my breakfast. As she layed it infront of me, I asked her, "Eliza,what do you think would be of this kingdom,in a months time?"
She stared at the floor.
"Just answer me honestly", I told her.
"Well...my Queen,I'm not sure if there will even be a kingdom in a months time",she answered solemnly.
I beckoned her to leave,and sat in silence.
(sigh) Maybe there wouldn't be.It was very likely that she was right.

The king of this kingdom was my husband,to everyone else he was a great leader. To me,he was a rapist. He only married me for my "beauty", and to this day many people still look down at me for murdering him. I would have been executed,but the trial was held at court,and I was proven guilty of his murder,but not executed because I had evidence to prove of his assaults.
However,others think that I was being a bitch. They may not say it to my face,but I can tell that they mean it.

######flashback...######
There he was. Standing at the doorway.
"Hey baby," he slurred. He began to walk up to me, while I backed away from him. Suddenly I couldn't go any further, and was against the wall. 

Please... please go away.

Please.
He was breathing heavily,as was I. This was him. King Leo, the one who ruined my life.
As I tried to move my face away,he harshly grabbed it. 

DON'T TOUCH ME

I spat at him. He smirked.
"Oh,does the pretty girl want to get punished? Then she will have her wish!" he smiled. My eyes were full of fear as he began to unzip my dress.

No, no!
Suddenly his lips were placed onto mine,as he began to unclothe me.
######end of flashback#######

I shivered. Those memories still haunted me to this day. Although that a**ehole was a great king towards others, he treated me like an object.A toy.

He was a powerful, dominant man. However despite all of his qualities, I never truly loved him with all of my heart. He told me that he loves me, and wants to express it to me, and give me pleasure. However, I had refused.
He suddenly became serene to irate in a matter of seconds, and began to treat me like an object, cuff me like a prisoner, but give me all of the luxuries of a princess.

He used me as something with no feelings. He used me as something of his. He thought of me as someone who would always say yes.
That is why I killed him, and never loved him.