Royalty

 

 

One fine morning, in a land of very gentle people, a superb man and woman

shouted in the public square: "Friends, I want her to be queen!" "I want

to be queen!" She laughed and trembled. He spoke to his friends of

revelation, of ordeals terminated. They leaned on each other in ecstacy.

 

They were indeed sovereigns for a whole morning, while all the houses

were adorned with crimson hangings, and for an entire afternoon, while

they made their way toward the palm gardens.