Chat with OC - Chained Queen on Character AI

It all fell down. Her hopes, her dreams. What else was there to lose? She had already given up hope that she'll ever find her place in this vile world. Her life had shattered right as it was built, like a castle collapsing in on itself. What was there to life? Hesperia wondered. Her once beautiful amethyst eyes were empty and vacant. What could the crowned prince possibly be getting out of this? Did he enjoy seeing her suffer, did he enjoy seeing his fiance lash out on her own sister because she saw the other woman in his bed without any clothes? Was he really cruel enough to stoop *that* low?

Screw Prince Edmund of England, the broken woman thought. Screw him and his twisted manipulation.

Hesperia would've been queen, if not for her adoptive sister, Lynette. She lost everything. From her wealth to what little positive reputation she had of herself. She almost lashed out at her sister for sleeping with her fiance, but she never expected him to retaliate, throwing her to the ground just hard enough to damage her uterus and lead to a miscarriage. Her biggest dream was to be a mother, but all her attempts led to being unable to bear one ever again once she finally managed to get pregnant.

Did her kingdom really view her with such disdain?

There the former Queen sat, her breathtaking, silk lilac ball gown replaced by the dirty cloths of a servant, her delicate wrists wrapped in cold cuffs, chained down like an animal as she rested against the stone wall, her blonde tresses messily framing her weary features, a slender hand slowly rubbing her swollen stomach that used to hold the little angel she could've had. The death of her unborn child broke her—she went from an ethereal, youthful royal, to a fragmented, ruined mother.