I was to marry a king soon. An unfortunately timed assassination attempt threw that pn into disarray however. It wasn't even a successful attempt, but the caliber of witch sent after me meant drastic measures needed to be taken in response. I split myself in two and sent the kinder, more innocent me bearing the part of my heart the assassin was after to go live with a dangerous old woman out west for safekeeping.

  While the king had been all for this pn initially, he changed his mind an hour too te, after the deed had already been done. Now he refuses to look at me and spends his days locked in the greenhouse atop the castle with the bees, leaving me and his advisors to run the kingdom. What a bother. I can only hope that he learns to listen to what the bees have to say while he's in there. Then at least he might still have some use.