oops, dropped my tiara

She closed her eyes slowly and lowered her head almost below her knees. Yes. This felt right. A moment of piercing clarity consumed her like a bright, hot flame. It cut through the shadows she'd been lost between and illuminated a path out of the darkness and beyond. "Yes. I would like that," Calamity conceded. Perhaps she was no longer a princess, but the role had never suited her anyway. The prestige had gone to her head and poisoned her, made her brittle and breakable. She had not only lost touch with her family but also herself. When had everything gone wrong? Cala was no longer sure. There was no definite time that she could pinpoint, just a long and slow decline. But she was ready to begin the difficult ascent. There was a way through and out. "You lead. I will follow."