The rustling of leaves would have probably frightened any other woman sitting in the forest alone, but that was not quite the case for Princess Emilia. She had come to look forward to the sound, knowing it usually came with a certain someone. She turned to face her beloved, who carried a basket and the smile she had come to adore.
"Your Highness, I apologise for my late arrival. I had some last-minute duties to attend to."
"I thought we agreed to drop the formal titles when no one was around, or shall I start calling you by yours as well, Prince Henry?"
The prince chuckled and sat down near Emilia. "Old habits die hard I suppose," he replied, opening the basket to offer her fruit.
Emilia picked an apple and bit into it hungrily. "I love these, you should bring more of them next time."
"You act as if your kingdom hasn't seen an apple tree in centuries," Henry replied, amused.
"Yours always taste better for some reason."
"If that's the case, I'll be sure to spoil you with them every day when we get married," he teased.
Emilia's smile flickered at the mention.
"How can you be so sure we will be able to marry? Our kingdoms are at the brink of war, my love. We can barely even see each other without sneaking around," she questioned, the tone of sadness clear in her small voice.
There was a short silence before Henry responded.
"Have you ever heard of the legend of Ad Occursum Destinata?"
"The legend that speaks of reincarnation?"
"Yes. It is said that soulmates are bound to meet in every life, no matter what form they take. If this legend is true, I swear to the gods I will find you in every life I live and we will do what we could not in this one," he took Emilia's hands in his.
The princess looked up so that her blue eyes met his deep green ones. She had always loved his eyes, their colour rivalled the emeralds embedded in her crown. And they were always so full of hope.
"We will have no memory of this life. We will both forget all we've been through."
"Then I shall have no problem falling in love with you all over again."
YOU ARE READING
in every life
Romancea tale of two lovers "I swear to the gods I will find you in every life I live and we will do what we could not in this one," one tells the other. and they do.
