In One Frame

Dreaming of Lobelia

A/N:

A character crossover. Dating back to the olden times when General Meena (Tay Tawan of Remember You) and Prince Kajorn (New Thitipoom of Classic Again) were star-crossed lovers.

Meena POV

It was a blue moon, the moonlight shone on the prince' Moon pavilion. It is where we always meet secretly at midnight. Located at his innermost palace with a lotus pond beside it and a small field of blue flowers that glowed in the night.

It was serene with just the two of us having our precious time together. His white silk inner robe cascaded through the soft cushions on the floor, it was as white as his skin that glimmered when light passes by. His aura was gentle though a little mischievous when those two brown curious eyes stare at me. It was always a sight to see, whenever he played the zither with every touch of his dainty fingers on the string, strums my heart flutters like hopping rabbits on the meadows of the morning sun. His hair swayed and sometimes cover his eyes silky and soft to touch. I stood there leaning on the pillars with arms crossed on my chest watching my gentle prince play a melody he specially made for me.

"Meena ... " - Kajorn

His soft voice resounded in the air although low, there was softness and fondness in it. I love how my name slips from his red plump lips, the way he calls my name sending shivers at my whole being.

"Kajorn, my love ... " - Meena

I made my way to him as he set aside his zither and sat cross-legged patting his thighs opting for me to lay on them. He says he loves pampering me, brushing his fingers on my hair.

"I had a dream Kajorn, It was beautiful..." - Meena

"What kind of dream?"- Kajorn

He wondered, his eyes twinkling like a thousand stars littered in the sky. Although the stars have no match for the prominent mole beside them. He smiled looking down at me playing with the strands of my hair. I was laying on his lap as he sat cross-legged.
Grabbing his hand to cup my cheeks as I feel the warmth of his soft palms.

"We were in a field of Lobelia, walking hand in hand" - Meena

"It must be a beautiful sight, as beautiful as you my love" - Kajorn

"It is, It was the most beautiful I'd ever seen" - Meena

I was looking at him, brushing my fingers through his jaws.

"I never laid eyes on anything as beautiful as this, I love you love" - Meena

"Meena ... " - Kajorn

"I know, but I wanted to hear it from you" - Meena

"You have my heart Meena you will always have it, I love you. I will always love you." - Kajorn

A single tear fell from Kajorn's eyes. And I brushed them with my fingers. I never want to see him cry, Kajorn the prince I serve was set to be wedded to a princess of a neighboring country. I, the kingdom's general was his childhood best friend and lover. Nobody knows this except us.

We would meet at the Moon Pavilion every full moon, to gaze at the stars and share stories of our daily lives.

I sat straight knowing my crying prince wouldn't stop once he'd start. I cupped his face.

"Kajorn, my prince. Don't cry, my heart hurts seeing you like this" - Meena

"Meena ... I am not as strong as you, I could never be cold and ruthless as you. I am this weak pathetic me, who could not do anything, I am just a pawn my father uses at will" - Kajorn