To do your own role play like this, go here: http://www.iwakuroleplay.com/showthread.php?t=20145 Atropa woke up fairly early for her. It was around noon, as she could tell. Her maids immediately undressed her and got hot water for her to bathe with. They washed her with rose water, and combed out her long black hair. Today, she left it down, with a small braid near the top. Her dress was a simple one, with light gray silk, maroon satin, and black velvet. The crown sat atop her head neatly, and she slipped on a pair of black silk shoes, ready to meet her husband. He was in the throne room, as usual. "Good morning, darling." Atropa said as she walked to his side, curtsied, and held out her hand for him to kiss. He was a handsome man, her husband. Not only handsome, kind, and loving, he was also rich and powerful, being the King. Atropa had married him five years ago, at the age of sixteen, after spreading a vicious rumor that his current wife of the time had slept with her cousin. The King had divorced her and beheaded her, then married Atropa right away. Despite their frequent love making, they'd only had one child, a daughter. Now she was three, and a beautiful girl, but they needed a son to take over the kingdom. Atropa's mind made it's way back to the present, as she smiled kindly at her husband.