All My Rooms
Royal bedrooms don’t save you from loneliness if you’re not allowed to scream, kiss, or laugh outside the etiquette. When you’re raised as a princess, everything is handed to you — but you live by someone else’s rules. To descend into the ordinary, you end up sleeping on a mattress in the kitchen.Is freedom more important than propriety? Or would you choose luxury without freedom? I still ask myself what I need more—to be with the man I love or with the son I love.
What is the cost of this freedom?
