Life is just unfair. Let's not beat around the bush. It just isn't. We find ourselves in constant competition with those who should be our friends. We grow bitter, and everyone loses because of it.
Let me tell you about Naya, about Iris, about June. Except, I'd love to, but life isn't fair, so relationships that should have been, never were. We re all proud women. Actually, maybe that's the problem.
Zuri was my mother. This gives me all too much insight into what happened, why it happened, and how no one knows, despite it being the most important thing that ever happened. History just forgot. Life gets in the way. Petty nonsense like the space pirate Drexel, who only sees women as potential lovers. I don't know how I let it happen, but it did. And so I hate June, despite that being only detrimental to my cause, because as the daughter of Queen Alexus, she knows, as well as I do, but she can't tell anyone. Neither can Naya. Neither can Iris.
At least Iris has a book. Oh, I know about the book. Who do you think gave her the information? Not me directly, you understand, but...No, that would be telling. What happened, what my mother did, after what happened, that's something I must take to my grave. I will never tell anyone. Not even Drexel. He's just using me, like he uses everyone else. I doubt he ever took a woman seriously in his life.
Some secrets are like that, I've learned to accept. Selfish. So I can be selfish, too. I'm proud of my mother, more proud than you could ever understand. Why should I explain that to you? As far as I'm concerned, you're no better than Drexel.
"But this is not the story," says Kindly.