Tale of the Enchanted Castle
Once upon a time there was an Ancient Kingdom, leaded by a lovely couple respected and loved by all. The King was well-known from his direct and clear purpose leading and building a prosperous, fruitful and happy nations and the Queen, she was the wise, healing leader herself, holding ground for all to let it happen.
One day the King was called to duty as reports arrived that enemies raised and damaged the borders of the Kingdom causing enormous suffering for his people. So he answered the call.
The Queen was left alone in the castle and ruled by connecting to the Highest, and sharing the wisdom she received in healing the ones in need and building community in peace.
But there was no news about the King and years passed.
Despite the warnings of the adviser, the Queen decided to go after the King and check out what could happen. So, she stepped down from the throne, switched her royal mantle to a civil dress, masked herself not to be recognized by her rank and went to figure out what had happened.
She stepped out of the borders, and she found several girls wounded, their babies in corps but no news from her King. She went forward to look for the ones who did that, and she saw another castle. It was much smaller than hers and it seems it was patched up from different parts, but it looked very cute in her eyes, as she saw everything through her own perception. She would never think that the parts were stolen from her Kingdom and from the wounded ladies.
She entered to that smaller castle and in order not to reveal her truth, she offered her willingness to work. She believed in people with good intention so she offered how she could heal and help others, how she could organize communities. The owner of the castle looked at her body, from the top to the bottom without even considering what she was saying and answered back 'maximum cleaning the toilet with your dirty hands'.
She turned around and left the small castle as she had no idea why someone would say that. She went forward to a much smaller place and asked them if they need help. They accepted her but from the day she entered, they were shouting at her and treated her as bad as they could. She left and started thinking what was going on behind. There was no news about the King, and looking after Him just could grow more attention. So she needed to keep it quite without revealing her rank.
She had no clue that as soon as she appeared in the area, her energy started to speak for itself, and all the despots of the area started to fear of her crystal-clear presence. They called together the leaders of the Klans and stigmatized her as a cheap prostitute behind her back. They made fun of her, and even the first son of the Klan, named after his father, grabbed her body part by force just as he believed he had the rights to do so. And it went on and on, revealing their shadow self. The Queen was attacked and abused, humiliated, bullied, bombarded by the rudest treatment in daily basis for years till the King returned.
And that point those Klans were to face the true Judgement for the biggest crime on Humanity dated back for 2000 years. The crime of torturing the Gatek