A few hours have passed, and I wake up in the arms of my lover.
"Hey baby" he says as I open my eyes while stroking my hair and gracefully smiling at me.
I smile back at him as he leans in and gives me the most delightful kiss, that was too short for my liking."So good to have you all to myself again" he says.
I sit upright hugging him tightly, and nuzzling my face into his neck.
Oh, he feels so warm I could stay like this all day.We were in a breathtaking forest with greens and flowers all over, as spring is only beginning to unveil.
And located right infront of us, there's an alluring pond, and the bleeding sun perched right above it.
It's all so utterly beautiful."That's the star you told me about, eh?" Elijah teases me.
I chuckle and say "Oh you can't see any stars."And for a moment we just sit there, both laughing at silly jokes.
His perfect laugh that's been music to my ears ever since.
I swear everyday this man only gets prettier.Though some may view this as the perfect life, some part of me still feels hollow and unanswered, but I can't quite pin point it.
I mean I have everything, what else could I ask for?
Why am I feeling like this? Why do I have to ruin every perfect moment by being greedy? I ask myself.
This is everything I've ever wanted. What I've been praying to the stars every night two years ago.
What more could I want?"You didn't tell me about your days at the castle." He says after a few minutes.
I still have my arms wrapped around him, so does he.
"Well, there was this delicious cake"
He laughs "Of course. What else?"I started telling him everything about my days at the castle. Leaving some details like the telescope, the date and the kisses behind. At the end of the day, how could I break his heart and watch it tremble.
Somehow, our conversation takes a turn towards the prince.
"How was he like?" He asks.
I couldn't for the life of me talk about Fredrick with him.
I give him a few short answers, and the moment I grip my hands on the chance of dismissing myself, I do, as I say, "Love I need to go and talk with Farley, perhaps she's mad at me" I fake a chuckle.
"Oh yes you better" he laughs while letting me go.
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭
Ficción históricaAn assassination. A monarchy. A depriving love. Augustine amongst her crew ride along a quest. A quest to assassinating a prince. A hazardous menacing game that brings forth feelings blurred by lines of what is and what isn't. Only to have the large...