I swore to be there for my son and my kingdom but for tonight, I was going to take time out for myself.

I retreated to my chamber, feeling numb and hollow. The ache in my chest was unbearable, and I thought that the only way to cope with the pain was to drink until I passed out.

I had not rested since I came around from my unconsciousness. I needed some rest. More like, I needed some moments of unconsciousness.

I ordered maids to bring me the finest liquors in the kingdom and settled in for a long night of mourning. As I took my first sip, memories of...