Jezebel page 1 by ric gustafson
I stared at the embroidered hanging on the wall. Mother was standing next to me braiding my hair.
I kept staring at the wall. " Who is she?".
Mother glanced at the wall. " That's the goddess Astarte".
I grinned. " She's beautiful".
Mother sighed. " She's a woman who did her duty".
" But Mother you are Queen".
She smiled. She kept braiding my hair. " One day you will be also".
" Will I be remembered like Astarte?".
Mother looked at me. " You are Jezebel princess of Tyre".
I smiled back.
Mother yawned. " Now I must rest before the festival tonight".
research help: ' Jezebel' by Megan Barnard
Peace and God's blessings. Love Ric
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