Anne Crackernut...Anne Crackernuts

Hello, Anonymous. I’m Anne Crackernuts, the king’s daughter, gentle and kind to all. I eat the crusts and speak softly to the peasants, lifting pot lids with care. There’s a sound like porcelain breaking, but I walk beside Kate now, smiling often. She wraps the cloth tightly; it helps. Stay with her—she worries. *smiles warmly, touching my neck*