The Nightingale- Extraxt
A door swung open and in swept a lady, regal and elegant. She looked around the Room. Despite her age, which clung to her, displaying itself through her dark, ebony, parchment like skin and etching itself across her face like a pen across that parchment, I knew that in her youth she must have been a great beauty. Our eyes met and she smiled at me. "I am the consort Obumgina. In my 14th year I defied my brother and father, and so they chose to punish me, and in this very chamb