hegroupofprospectivebridesdressedintheireborateweddinggowns.Aishatookoffherveil,revealingherbeautifulfeatures.Tracesoftearswerestilldisable,butshehadquicklyrevertedbacktohernormalcalmanddignifieddemeanor,sayingtothebeauties,

    “Mydearsisters,wouldyoualleoverhereplease?ThereissomethingIwouldliketotalktoyouabout…Pleasedonotcryoverspiltmilk.What’sdoneisdoneandotbeundone.Shedafewtearsifyoumust,buttheoverit.Everycloudhasasilverlining.Pleaseeoverhere,therearethingsIalktoyouabout…”LotusandAngelicawerestillsobbing,butwhentheyheardAisha’swordstheyulledDornaupfromthefloorwhereshewasrollingaround,gandshouting,throwingafit.Theypickeduptheshoesshehadkickedofftofar-offersandputthembaherfeet.Theotherbeautieswalkedslowlyback,theireyespuffedfr,theirexpressionsbleakandsorrowfulliketenderandfragileblossomsthathadbeenhitbyanuedthuorm.Theirsnowwhiteweddinggorinkledanddirtiedbydustanddirtonthefloorofthechurch,aswelsstaiheirowninnumerabletears.Astheyearher,Aishahuggedthemandpattedtheirbafthem,doingherbesttosoothandassuagetheirwoundedhearts.Itwasinthistimeofcrisisahatsheshowedherselftobearealqueenindeed.Withabaeoffieel,sheputasideherpersonalfeelingsandquicklycalmedthebeautiesdownandgainedtroloverthechaoticsituation.Thebeautiessoonre-formedtwoorderlyrowsbeforethealtarandAishawalkedtothepcewheretheoldpastorhadstood.Sheclearedherthroatandsaidemotionally,

    “KingDimitrihasleft…Heleftalone,allbyhimself,…leaviofusinthismundaneworld…Thoughheisgone,Idohathehasabandonedusandthatwehavebeeed.Orary,Ifeelwearegreatlylovedbyhirdingtohim,ourhappinessisnotfaraway.Itissomewherewithinreach.Ithinkhehashisownreasonforthinkingso.KingDimitrihasalwaysbeeruthful;thereisnotraceoffakenessordeceptionabouthim.Itisthekindofpersonheis…Atthesametimeyouhaveallheardwhatjusthappened.HeisrushingbacktotheKingdomofDreams,whichisfagadireandunpretedcrisis.Itisatthecriticalpointpoisedbetweensurvivandcolpse.KingDimitrimustfaceastrongenemyandprotecthissubjects.Theburdenonhisshouldersisheavyithiscriticalperiodoftime,wesimplyotcreateanyfurtherdemandsonhimanddistracthimfromhismission.Theonlythingwedonowistolivewell,withoutacts.ThisisourwayofsharingtheheavyburdenonourbelovedKingDimitri’sshoulders.Don’tyouthinkso?So,wemustliveashedirected,seekthehappihathepromisedusishandandliveahappylife.Itistheonlywayayhimforwhathehaddoneforus.Don’tyouthinkso?”Aishastoodbeforethealtartalkingtothebeauties.Althoughshewasnotwearingthesparklingandglitteringroyal,herregaldemeanorandpoiseprovedhertobeQueenoftheKingdomofDreams.Shestoppedforamomentandthentinued,

    “Durifewdays,IhavebeenthinkingDimitri’swordsanddeedsandIcametotheclusionthathereallyisnotaan.Hebesaidtobeanunusuandsingurman.Heislikeapyfullittlefairywholovestotourtheworld.Nooneknowswherehecamefromorwherehewantstogo.Nooneforetellwhenhewouldeorwhenhewouldgo.Heappearswhenheissupposedtoandthenleaves,asuableasthewind.Ihehastakenontherolesofadestituteblindhomelessperson,afabulouslyrichtrillionairewhosefortuneisofmythicalproportions,andtherolemostfamiliartous,thatofKin

hegroupofprospectivebridesdressedintheireborateweddinggowns.Aishatookoffherveil,revealingherbeautifulfeatures.Tracesoftearswerestilldisable,butshehadquicklyrevertedbacktohernormalcalmanddignifieddemeanor,sayingtothebeauties,

    “Mydearsisters,wouldyoualleoverhereplease?ThereissomethingIwouldliketotalktoyouabout…Pleasedonotcryoverspiltmilk.What’sdoneisdoneandotbeundone.Shedafewtearsifyoumust,buttheoverit.Everycloudhasasilverlining.Pleaseeoverhere,therearethingsIalktoyouabout…”LotusandAngelicawerestillsobbing,butwhentheyheardAisha’swordstheyulledDornaupfromthefloorwhereshewasrollingaround,gandshouting,throwingafit.Theypickeduptheshoesshehadkickedofftofar-offersandputthembaherfeet.Theotherbeautieswalkedslowlyback,theireyespuffedfr,theirexpressionsbleakandsorrowfulliketenderandfragileblossomsthathadbeenhitbyanuedthuorm.Theirsnowwhiteweddinggorinkledanddirtiedbydustanddirtonthefloorofthechurch,aswelsstaiheirowninnumerabletears.Astheyearher,Aishahuggedthemandpattedtheirbafthem,doingherbesttosoothandassuagetheirwoundedhearts.Itwasinthistimeofcrisisahatsheshowedherselftobearealqueenindeed.Withabaeoffieel,sheputasideherpersonalfeelingsandquicklycalmedthebeautiesdownandgainedtroloverthechaoticsituation.Thebeautiessoonre-formedtwoorderlyrowsbeforethealtarandAishawalkedtothepcewheretheoldpastorhadstood.Sheclearedherthroatandsaidemotionally,

    “KingDimitrihasleft…Heleftalone,allbyhimself,…leaviofusinthismundaneworld…Thoughheisgone,Idohathehasabandonedusandthatwehavebeeed.Orary,Ifeelwearegreatlylovedbyhirdingtohim,ourhappinessisnotfaraway.Itissomewherewithinreach.Ithinkhehashisownreasonforthinkingso.KingDimitrihasalwaysbeeruthful;thereisnotraceoffakenessordeceptionabouthim.Itisthekindofpersonheis…Atthesametimeyouhaveallheardwhatjusthappened.HeisrushingbacktotheKingdomofDreams,whichisfagadireandunpretedcrisis.Itisatthecriticalpointpoisedbetweensurvivandcolpse.KingDimitrimustfaceastrongenemyandprotecthissubjects.Theburdenonhisshouldersisheavyithiscriticalperiodoftime,wesimplyotcreateanyfurtherdemandsonhimanddistracthimfromhismission.Theonlythingwedonowistolivewell,withoutacts.ThisisourwayofsharingtheheavyburdenonourbelovedKingDimitri’sshoulders.Don’tyouthinkso?So,wemustliveashedirected,seekthehappihathepromisedusishandandliveahappylife.Itistheonlywayayhimforwhathehaddoneforus.Don’tyouthinkso?”Aishastoodbeforethealtartalkingtothebeauties.Althoughshewasnotwearingthesparklingandglitteringroyal,herregaldemeanorandpoiseprovedhertobeQueenoftheKingdomofDreams.Shestoppedforamomentandthentinued,

    “Durifewdays,IhavebeenthinkingDimitri’swordsanddeedsandIcametotheclusionthathereallyisnotaan.Hebesaidtobeanunusuandsingurman.Heislikeapyfullittlefairywholovestotourtheworld.Nooneknowswherehecamefromorwherehewantstogo.Nooneforetellwhenhewouldeorwhenhewouldgo.Heappearswhenheissupposedtoandthenleaves,asuableasthewind.Ihehastakenontherolesofadestituteblindhomelessperson,afabulouslyrichtrillionairewhosefortuneisofmythicalproportions,andtherolemostfamiliartous,thatofKin