At Least We Had a Happy Parting

Chapter Six

    As soon as I take my final step out of the calming willow emotions flood back into me. My hearts starts to hurt, my breathing fastens.

"Are you ok?" I shake my head. It's getting worse. I let go of his hand and walk back into the comfort of the willow. I feel the calmness flood all the emotions from my body. "Rosalina? Are you ok?" I shook my head.

"I can't go out there. It's to much. I can't. I need to stay here. It's calm here, it's safe." I walk to the tree and sat down.

"You can't stay here. You'll loose yourself. All your emotions from memories will drain out. You will only remember calmness and nothing else in your life."

"I can't go out. It's to painful." He grabs my hand

"You have to go out. The more you stay the worse it will be when you leave." I felt the calmness take over me again. The feeling of talking endlessly without thinking.
(Like Luna Lovegood)

"You don't understand. I have a weak heart. That why I left home. Why I can't read books that trigger emotions. I can't live my life. My emotions cause my heart to hurt. It's to painful." He squeezes my hand. "I've spent most of my life asleep in my bed because I couldn't handle it. I missed the wedding because when I found out I would marry to a prince it was to sad. All those people who would get to know me for me to just die and leave them. I left my family because I couldn't bare to see them grow and eventually get torn by my death so I went away. My mother found the perfect man that won't mess with my emotions so I can stay safe." I plucked a flower and held it to my face. "I guess my mother picked right though. She found the perfect man to not care about me which is good. I won't get hurt."

"Were you born with this problem? Surely a healer can find a cure. We have the best healers here in the palace."

"It's not an illness, it is but.... someone cursed my mother while I was still in the womb. By her death and my birth I was cursed with this weak heart. I'm not sure if the emotions were a part of the curse or if it is just because my heart is weak, but it hurts when I feel. My father tried to find a fix but.... they used dark magic. Everyone knows that's been forbidden so if we were to find a cure for the curse it would only get me killed for using it. So I'm stuck like this until I die. That's why I won't make any connections while I'm here. My heart grows weak every day. That's why I want you to stay away. I don't want to hurt you when I do die."

"Rosalina, why didn't you say something earlier?"

"Surely you wouldn't expect me to. We met in a library where you talked bad about my husband. Why would I tell you why I came here and everything about my life. I barely know you. I don't even know your name."

"Are you going to tell anyone else?"

"No. You can't either. They will think I am selfish to marry just to die. You can't tell the prince either. Please. He can't know. I don't want to change his life because his wife is dying. If people knew they would expect him to care. He can't care for me it will be to painful." He reached and swiped a hair behind my ear. "Stop... your getting connected to me. You can't do that. We can't be friends. You need to leave me alone."

"I won't leave you alone. That is no life for a woman. You need at least one friend. One person who knows about your situation. Someone there for you if you need. Let me be that one person. I don't connection with people easily but I do care for weak people. Just think of me as a savior instead of a friend."  I can do that. If he doesn't get connected I would be happy to have someone. But what if he does get connected.

"You have to promise not to get connected. In the end I will die and leave you. You can not change that. I will die. That's how this ends." He nods. "I'll trust you with my secret but you can not tell anyone. Not even the prince. No one. Do you understand?"

"I understand" he smiles. A genuine smile. I already know this is a bad idea. "We need to get out of here or it will effect you greatly." I nod. He grabs my hand and helps me up. "My names.. Trygve. I am a sorcerer."

"Sorcerer? Promise you want try and cure my illness. Dark magic is forbidden no matter what the reason to weird it." He sighs and nods his head.

"I'm not an imbecile. Only oafs would go near something forbidden, especially magic." I smile and we walk to the tree line and I stop

"There will be to many emotions and it will hurt me painfully. And I will most definitely pass out from the pain. But don't take me to the healers. They will find out what is wrong with me. Just take me to my room. It's two doors down to the left from Prince Loki's. I'm sorry that this lands in your hands." He takes my arm instead of my hand and hold my waist with his other hand.

"I have you. Don't worry." We walk out.

    We walk out of the drapes into the bright sun. It was worse then before. More emotions filled my chest, squeezing. My breath hitching and deep and I rubbed my chest. I could feel my legs weakening and my knees shaking. Trygve held me up against him. I started screaming weakly from the pain it was to much. "To much" tears filled my eyes. Then nothing. Darkness. I'm asleep.

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