The end of despondency Part I
Duchess Bedivere still recalls her and Duke Bedivere's magnificent wedding.
On that day, she was the most stunning and beautiful woman, married to the most charming and elegant man.
We held each other’s hands, swore an oath to each other, put on the rings, and kissed.
Aside from that day, another day that she will never forget is the day her son was born.
Unlike her wedding day, it was the day she looked ugliest. Her bare face, devoid of makeup, was drenched in sweat, and her body was plump and unattractive.
Duke Bedivere remained a charming and graceful man in her presence.
On that day, in addition to her and him, there was another tiny creature, her son.
The little boy's face was crumpled, so ugly that she had to giggle.
We held hands, embraced, and swore an oath to each other in front of the little boy that day.
"If it's for my son..."
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A shabby woman stands in front of the soldiers, her body shivering and looking pathetic.