I haven't told you about Mordecai yet, really, have I? He plays an important part in this story, so I guess I should tell you about him.
Mordecai is my cousin. People often mistake him for being my uncle, and I his niece, because of the huge age gap between us. He's a proper adult, and I'm only fifteen.
He's looked after me for years - as long as I can remember. I'm an orphan. My parents both died when I was young, but I don't really remember them, before you start getting all sorry about it. So yeah, it's sad, but it's not a huge deal to me. I was really young. Like, a baby or something. Mordecai doesn't talk about it.
Anyway, he brought me up after that, treating me like I'm his own daughter. It's really sweet, and I love him for it. I wouldn't have survived on my own.
But he was sort of the reason we all got involved in the whole King Xerxes / Haman / Extermination Of The Jews affair. If he'd just swallowed his pride - well, I say pride, I mean determination to do what's right - we would never have got into such a mess!
But he's always been strong minded like that. Unlike me. I'm pretty brave, I'd say. I've always been one to speak out against injustice, but I'll never deliberately stand out from the crowd. I like to blend in. I don't disobey Xerxes, either, like Vashti. I think I know inside that I'm lucky to have got this far.
And they needed me. Maybe they'll need me again.
Let me explain how I ended up being Queen. Me, a Jewish girl, an orphan? But yes, I was chosen. And this is how.