Though the public only got wind of the one telegram I sent her on her wedding day, I followed her life very closely. We were never best friends, but we sent correspondence back and forth occasionally. We knew of each other like most people in our business. As the years went on, Grace became increasingly unhappy. She couldn't connect with her children especially as they got older. Her husband became more and more domineering as his politics became more controversial and harder to control. He took his stress out on her. He let his opponents drive a wedge between them to consequently divide the kingdom as well. It wasn't hard to turn them against each other when they each harbored so much anger towards the other already. They were so different; they came from different worlds. Neither one of them could've anticipated what their life together would've looked like. They were both so unprepared and naive if you ask me. Grace is my biggest competitor..
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