In Her Gilded Cage

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In Her Gilded Cage

Status: Finished

In Her Gilded Cage

Short Story by: Elizena1861

Genre: Literary Fiction

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Short Story by: Elizena1861

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Genre: Literary Fiction

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Summary

Being wealthy and protected can be a good, but when you lack freedom you discover that you can do without both.

Summary

Being wealthy and protected can be a good, but when you lack freedom you discover that you can do without both.

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Submitted: September 23, 2013

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Submitted: September 23, 2013

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Sitting on the ledge of the carved window she looked outside; it was so beautiful. The trees were so green and lush and the brightly clothed flowers invited all to go out and play. The wind teased the tall grasses and she longed to feel it against her skin and in her hair. She wondered what it was like to walk freely with nothing covering her face and her bare feet touching the ground.

Shivering she remembered that today she would be introduced to the man who would be her husband. She'd never seen him face-to-face and wondered what he would be like. Would her appearance give him pleasure? What would their lives be like? Would he give her children? Would they know happiness?

The last seventeen years of her life she'd been taught how to cook, sew and to know her place; walking out in public she was to walk with her face down looking at her father's or brother's feet and always remain three steps behind. Yes, she knew her place, but just once she wanted to know what it felt like to walk side by side with a man; to feel protected and valued, just for who she was and not for what she could do or for the heir she would provide.

Looking around the fine castle that had been her home and her prison she did not relish exchanging it for another gilded cage. Though only the finest of garments would touch her skin and the most excellent of foods her lips and while she would have everything, she would not have freedom. 

A fleeting look around the room brought no emotion, no feelings of home; of anything. It was after all just a cage.

She turned and walked away acceptance in her golden eyes; it was time to meet her new owner.


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