My beloved wife is one of a kind;she can be witty, charming,silly,  benevolent, intelligent, but yet not failing her role as queen  without a moments hesitation ,while being the normal typical housewife.

She never thinks highly herself  ,because she is queen,however, considers herself equal with the servants,middle and lower class,and even among some of the aristocracy.

My wife is and has always been a great joy and love of my life, since the day that we courted ,and it became stronger when we became one as husband and wife.

Sometimes, I wish that it could be as easy for me to be as compassionate and condescending among others,as she does to them.

I remember when I requested a painting of her sitting on the many Gregorian chairs we had in the castle,while wearing a the exact same dress that she wore on out wedding day.  It wasn't the typical white dress, it was white joined in with lavender to make seem as if she was wearing one gigantic flower peddle around her body.

While wearing that dress, I always get to see her beloved countenance and smile hanging upon the walls of my office, family gallery, and beside our bedroom table inside a glass frame,is that very picture