But can a woman not dream of some escape from her position and the bonds that bind her to the life she finds herself in. I know I should tell him that my duty lies to our Lord, God, or that I am far to old to be marrying a man in his prime, and yet I find myself unable to, the words lost in the back of my throat. I find myself sharing the warmth that our proximity brings.
Do not speak of yourself with such scorn sister. You are the bravest and fairest of us all