Bustling

The castle was alive with movement and whispers due to my new out look on everything. I never frowned unless I was concentrating, and I wore a whole new wardrobe of things that only men were able to wear. Apparently the subjects had heard about my new fashion style and the women started wearing similar attire.

Everything was going great... until the day came where we would go to court and see if I could become a member. The problem was that I knew these men, they liked to keep women compressed into a picture perfect image of someone that just stayed home and looked pretty. They weren't going to like that I had a brand new view of how women can be independent without a man to tell them what to do.

Father seemed to ease into the idea of my new plans for what I thought was to be a brighter future for our country. He didn't look very thrilled when he saw me riding a horse like a man would though, no side saddle.