Once upon a time, there was a princess with a heart full of goodness who dreamt that one day her prince will come and marry her. She waited and waited, until he came, only to leave her heartbroken. Her heart turned bitter and poisoned her mind. The hopeful princess died, and what has risen out of her was a monster - perhaps the most frightening of them all.
(Open be Jack?) I bite my lip and look up at King Jack who I'm going to be married too soon. One of the royal princesses that are visiting to negotiate with him and other princesses walks in. He looks over at her and smiles as if something happened between the two. I look down worried because I was poor and had been picked to be his. I bite my lip and after she leaves ask "Hey Jack...?" He looks over at me but seems distracted or distant. I sigh a little and play with my dress silently as I…
Gods be good, why would any man ever want to be king? When everyone was shouting King in the North, King in the North, I told myself … swore to myself … that I would be a good king, as honorable as Father, strong, just, loyal to my friends and brave when I faced my enemies … now I can’t even tell one from the other.
What was Camilla's hold on the Prince? Ironically, it appears to be sexual. Here he was, married to one of the most beautiful and desired women in the world, yet he couldn't get out from under the thrall of a plain older woman. We know all this because of the famous Camilla tapes, perhaps the most embarrassing conversation in British history.
Now this is a story all about how my life got flipped-turned upside down. I'd like to take a minute, so just sit it right there, tell you all about how I became Loki'd by a man named Tom Hiddleston. London England, born and raised. Playing Shakespeare on stage where he spent most of his days. Then he decided to play a villain named Loki, who was up to no good. Started making some trouble up in New York City. Got in one little fight with the Avengers, and everyone got mad... << THAT