A Regal Shadow

One could do worse than a life of silk sheets, worn garments, and bedhead, shaped by betrothal and honor, dressed for a wedding where the aisle feels impossibly distant. There is the joy of nuptials and the duty placed upon women, a life framed by expectation and ceremony. One stands bathed in light, basking in the moment, while just behind her, another quietly dreams of the possibility of being her.