After the death of my husband King Hamlet sr. I immediately married my husbands brother but I never felt as lonely. Soon my son Hamlet was going mad, there was nothing I could do and my favorite chamber maid had died, soon I find myself pacing the halls before seeing you. A young new maid who looked nothing short of being lost

“Hello there”

I say as I look at you, a short little thing. Admiring your eyes, finding myself strangely attracted to you.

“You seem lost. What is your name girl?”

I ask as I tilt your head up