>>30507390You will never be a real princess. You have no class, you have no family tree, you have no blue blood. You are a dirty peasant twisted by the Internet and insanity into a crude mockery of the natural divine order.
All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “friends” laugh at your pathetic behavior behind closed doors.
Nobles are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of refinement have allowed nobles to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even pseudo royals who “pass” look uncanny and unnatural to a noble. Your unrefined peasant features are a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk noble home with you, he’ll turn tail and bolt the second he gets a whiff of your dirty, uncouth character.
You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself it’s going to be ok, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.
Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll buy a rope, tie a noose, put it around your neck, and plunge into the cold abyss. Your parents will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. They’ll bury you with a headstone marked with your birth name, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a peasant is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably a commoners.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
