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Daniels POV

I awoke and Ebonie was gone.

It would be a obvious and complete lie to say I was not hurt by her departure.

Then I remembered. My mother.

She is dead.

I must leave at haste. I must be formally crowned king and soon.

*knock knock knock*

Malcolm came waltzing in, and opening the drapes.

I grimaced, "What the hell, Malcolm? Do you know boundaries?"

"I do, but we must leave at once." He snapped walking back toward the door.

"When do we leave?"

"We shall leave within the hour." With that he was out the door as quickly as he came.

I wonder what's up his ass, I rolled my eyes standing up from my bed.

I am now King of France.

My mother is dead.

Well, technically you do not know if your mother is officially dead. What if it was an passing sickness? What if I haven't received news that she is not dead yet. I hoped optimistically.

The only way to know is to go. My heart dropped.

I did not get to say goodbye.

My mother would never pass without allowing me to say goodbye, and knowing I was well taken care of.

There's so many things, I have not yet told her. So many good things.

The most greatest is Ebonie. My mom lead me to her, she knew that Ebonie was perfect for me even though had either one of us would have known. I would have missed the greatest love of my life.

Just thinking about not having her hurt almost as much as the death of my mother.

I was fully dressed when a knock sounded on the door, "Come in." I answered in a gruff voice, weakness was not to be shown right now.

It was Jason.

"Queen Ebonie requests an audience right away." Jason was perched at the door as he barked out the words.

It was hard to be happy she wanted to talk, considering my mother's death.

"Okay, where is she?" I nodded, walking over to my shoes.

"She's in the garden with Queen Maya. She just informed Queen Maya that she will be departing with you this morning." He said with a curt nod, and left briskly.

He must really dislike me.

Ebonie's POV

"Please understand, I would love to be able to stay for a couple more days however I must be with my Daniel at this difficult time. I give my deepest apologies." I gave Queen Maya- a look of regret.

"Oh I am saddened, however I understand. When my father passed, I felt the same pain Daniel must be feeling however I was not fortunate enough to have someone of my own by my side to help me grieve. Please give Daniel my regards, I am afraid I will not be able to see you off. Something pressing has come to my attention and I must deal with it immediately." She nodded with such understanding then she took her leave with one final wave before she disappeared withing her castle.

I sat there in the garden for a little while. Nature always brought me such joy as a girl, and even more so now.

I wondered where Daniel could be, I sent Jason to fetch him a little while ago.

"Ebonie." Daniel whispered so close to my ear from behind me, shivers went down my spine.

I shuddered and looked at him. I mean really looked at him. He wore his grief well. He looked exhausted, but determined for what I did not know.

"Daniel, please sit." I patted the bench besides me, and he quickly sat down.

"Ebonie, why did you leave me." His voice was raw with emotion, and I instantly lowered my head.

"Daniel." I warned, trying to touch his hand but he pulled away. My heart stung so badly.

"You left me." He repeated trying to keep some composure. "Do you regret what we did last night? If so you should have told me instead of running away. That's all you seem to do is run away." He gritted through his teeth.

I was fighting my most primal instinct to attack him back, but I knew it was his grief speaking right now. He was trying to pick a fight with me right now.

"You left me when I am most vulnerable. I do not know how I can forgive you for that. But, I know I can and will because that is just how much I love you. I love you Ebonie so much it hurts me." He had such sorrow in his voice with a hint of regret.

My heart leapt of out my chest, but I let him continue.

"Ebonie, if you do not want to be with me say it now. Say it now, so that I can deal with the loss of my mother and you because I can not and will not suffer this pain again. Say that you do not love me any more and it is no longer your wish to marry me." He said in a monotone voice, it was as if he was there.

He refused to look me in the eye. I still said nothing, however tears welled in my eyes.

He looked at me for what seemed to be ages, his eyes grew darker, and he broke tears in his eyes.

"Ebonie, please." He begged, almost pleading me to respond.

I found my voice, "I love you more than I understand."

"It is not my wish to leave you." I shakily put my hand on his face to touch him and he let me.

"I love you. I wish to marry you. I wish to die with you. I wish only happiness with you. I am sorry, I left you this morning. It was not my desire to hurt you, but I had to sort out my feelings because you did hurt me." He winced at my words, trying to bow his head but I forced him to look at me.

"I love you more than I understand." I repeated. "It will hurt me more to be without you than with you. I have suffered one heartbreak before and I wasn't myself for a while. But, you will take all of me. There will be no me without you, but I won't subject myself to your abuse."

There was a determination in his eyes, "As soon as we return we will be wed."

"I love you more than I can understand."

"I love you more than I can stand."

Daniel kissed me with the most passionate and claiming kiss, and I met him back with all I could offer.


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Hello,

I am all over the place a lot has happened within the past couple months. I had to really pull myself out of the woods. But, my goal is to finish this book by August so hopefully it'll get done. Thank you all for sticking with the story for as long as you have, I really appreciate you all more than you know.

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