23. Life over life

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Next day arrived too quicly. My bags were already packed into the carriage, ready to leave. Lucien was standing beside it, ready to say his final goodbyes.
His eyes were red, I can tell he was crying before. What did I do so wrong to deserve this separation? The risk of my twin flame dying?
Lucien hugged me very tight and rested his head on my shoulder. Tears started rolling down my cheaks. Lucien backed away and kissed my cheaks, wiping my salty tears with his lips. He kissed my forhead the last.
- I don't want this to be our final goodbye...- I said.
- Think of this as a opportunity to live the rest of our lives peacefuly.
- Please write to me...
- I will, my love.
- I love you Lucien.
- I love you too, darling. Like stars love darkness and like the Sun loves the Moon.

I started sobbing. He continued:
- I'd give you all the stars in the sky to make you happy, I would fight an army make you safe and I -
- And my heart would shatter into glass if you were gone... - I said.
- I we will be together again, I promise.

He backed away and by taking my hand let me know it's time to depart. I sat into the carriage and kissed his head trough the window. And with that the carriage started moving.

Lucien had sent me away to France. Our country and France were great allies so it was safe for me tl stay there. It didn't take too long to travel there either. Around 3 days.
The house Lucien sent me to was stunning, however, ugly, because I was all alone by myself. For 2 weeks I refused to leave the house, eat or talk to anyone, I only slept with Luciens neclacr in my hands. I dropped a lot of weight from all the stress. However, on the third week I remembered that I was a queen and I have to stay strong. I decided to walk around the Paris, of course, with body guards. I always wished that Lucien was by my side and would hold my hand right now. I now realized how painful is to be separated from your twin flame. My heart ached every second and I just wanted to come back home and cry..
I saw couples walking around, laughing, enjoying each others company. It was heart breaking. To take my mind off I went to a local bakery. I heard French pastries are amazing. I was just about to order until a sharp pain went trough my heart. I was paralized, couldn't speak, coundn't move. The next thing I know.. I collapsed and fainted.

Body guards brought me home and maids got me to bed. I woke up sweaty and screming Luciens name. This is the moment I knew, something is not right...
The house is very protected and I coundn't escape, but if I at least tried...
The next 2 days I was planning how to escape and get back to Lucien. My heart was hurting every single second.
I packed a bag with some clothes, knifes and food. I trew it out of my window at night into some bushes. I made sure to leave stables door open to get the horse quicly and the next night I took action. I was free to move around the house, I sent out all maids to sleep and I went to the basement. The basement had small windows, but big enought for me to crawl out. I got out outside, took my bag out of the bushes and as quietly as possible went to the stables. I untied my horse and rode out. I'm sure my guards heard me as soon as I hit off but they surely took too long to get to me. And they never found me.
Two and a half days later I was back to MY home. The horse was faster, since it didn't need to carry a whole carriage. I quicly steped off my horse and went inside. The maids reached at me like they seen a ghost.
- Your majesty! What are you doing here? It is not safe!
- Where is my husband?
They stayed quiet.
- I'm your queen! I demand you to tell me where is my husband!
- He just marched to Italy, your majesty...

I didn't wait and went to armour room. I dressed in pants and armour, got myself a sword and some bow and arrows. I was about to walk out the door but I was stopped by guards.
- Your majesty, you can't go!
I kicked the guards into the balls and they groaned out of pain.
I walked past them and stopped to say:
- I'm not letting my husband die alone.
And I left.

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