Once a queen was sitting on her throne, she saw before her men from another land, bowing and telling her something she had not heard from her court. She saw her attendants hiding behind their robes and she had the horror to see what these men had to say.
These men came from a neighboring kingdom and asked and begged for her to help them, to make it so they could bring their people to her land. She heard their pleas and was deeply saddened that her neighbors were not so kind as she. She walked from her throne and bowed her head hoping she could quiet their fears, she walked around the court and made her announcement, but she saw her court shake their heads.
“Why you do this?” she asked.
“Your highness why help them? What good would it do? Why would they help us?” said one of her courtiers, a man in blue. “They aren’t like us!”
That made her turn in shock, the lessons learned from ruling, she had no idea how how her people seemed to think “You think I take a crown because I want to, do you think I like to see a hungry orphan being treated like a common slave? Do you think at one time I have to put my crown down and let someone else rule?” she glared about her. “Do you think any of you have the right to do my job?”
That was met with silence, she saw her courtiers who looked upon her in terror of the very idea of taking the throne for themselves. For years, they grew fat from her rule, they grew lazy and desired no change in the rules, but she saw now what kind of rule she had. She was shaking her head, the great queen. “I see now I must tell you what I want,” she walked outside and looked upon her people, she was in horror, the fact her rule left her people in such a horrible state. The refugees were not from a neighboring land, but from her own, she was shocked!
She was turning around and saw the two men, the two poor men who came into her palace and asked for help. They were nothing more than paupers from the neighboring land, as in the land that she had acquired, and in no way did her courtiers ever intend to help them. She gave a suffering sigh and then said unto these men. “What must we do to undo what my men have done...”
The courtiers were in horror at her final decision, she walked into the throne room and sat on her throne in anger. “YOU HAVE DONE ENOUGH!” she yelled and then drew her breath. “I am relinquishing your hold,” she pointed to one man dressed in a fine dress shirt and stalkings. “you will return what you stole, you will never take more than what you can.”
She knew that these were impossible rules, but she had to find something or some way to relieve these people.
Did she ever find a cure to this? No...how can you when all your life you were blinded by your courtiers.
