cleves

The throne room never fell silent; whispers of courtiers, the soft sibilance of silk gowns, and the muted footfall of velvet shoes. Amongst this hum, the Princess of Cleves, resplendent in her cobalt gown, captivated all eyes. Her beauty was timeless, and her countenance bore sweet melancholy that intrigued everyone. Her heart, however, was a labyrinth of secrets, a complex maze that held captive a tale of unrequited love and an unsuspecting rival.