in a world where you can do anything: love
the honeysuckle princess
”Sp-speeches?!” she sputtered, definitely not having expected that. Phoebe didn’t have stage fright per se, but she absolutely had stage fright. Speaking about things she had a specialty in, like midwifery, wasn’t so bad. She knew she had authority and a strong place to speak from. But politics? Worthiness to represent the health of the entire Hollowed Grounds?! She had only just learned how germs were spread and what cells were, and she had utterly failed to help Frey cure the blight!But…did that make her unqualified? Or was it her resiliency to do better exactly what qualified her?
”I…I mean, it would be an honor but…” But I don’t know if I am smart enough! she wanted to shout, insecurities bubbling up to a hard boil. ”Do you really think people will listen to me? An Outlander who…is so young?” she asked, knowing that her age was a constant hurdle she faced.
PHOEBE
