I am Jilted, a princess, embezzled long ago from a remote part of the world. An aimless curse shattered my fathers kingdom and my name, I am not incline to recall. Yet in my fallen hours, I can take to heart ,when my ancestors prostrate their spirits and exalt me for, namesake. My bloodline I cannot trace from antiquity, yet my virtue flows like a stream to every corner of the earth and it crystallize and formes in time, into a beautiful landscape. My crown has been hidden but somehow I have found my pride through my forefathers trials. I have yet, been able to unearth all my families good deeds in an archives or in a memoir, however when I closely examine the scriptures of a woman named Zipporah, it enamates a kindred spirit. Yes, I may appear jilted but I will bow down unto the Lord and bless him, that I am still considered as his Sapphire Princess.