phangirl

Nienna stood on a white balcony of her new palace, overlooking her city. She watched as people bustled around, buying things, selling things, pulling carts. Everyone seemed to have something to do except her. She had already been to the church three times and it was only mid-morning. She sighed and rested her elbows on the railing and her chin on her hands. She probably looked silly there, bent over a railing. She didn't care. She sat up after a few minutes and walked into her bedchamber. Pulling a white shawl out of her wardrobe, she tied it around her shoulders. The seasons were changing and the air was getting colder. "I dislike the cold,