BOOK 1: One True Love

Chapter 4

                                                                                        The Exchange

For Francis and Mary, the world suddenly stopped. If only they can freeze this moment; this moment that his lips is lock in with her lips and nothing else matters. He tightens his grip as she caresses his face with her soft hands. This may not be the prince's first kiss, but it is the only kiss that made him feel so helpless and breathless. As he move and brush his lips with hers, the more he feels the pull deeply, penetrating his facade; the only thing that has been preventing him from revealing his true feelings for Mary. He knew the moment he laid eyes on her that it is she, she who possess the power to make him surrender his entire being. This is Mary's first kiss and it is not exactly how she had imagined it to be. Not with a drunk prince, who may later on use the wine as his excuse for his behavior. But for both of them this moment is simply perfect... it is the exchange of feelings of passion and affection buried within two souls. Francis can no longer stop himself from expressing his burning desire for Mary. For the first time in his life, he is not a prince, but a servant of love. A servant who by definition has no control... a powerless being. Mary feels extremely vulnerable; his kiss weakened her defense, allowing her to give it up without a fight... without resistance. As he lay her down, their kiss became even more intense... from her lips he moves to her cheeks, then down to her neck. Their eyes remain close, allowing both to concentrate in fulfilling the desire sanctioned by their hearts and minds. Then a stop! Francis withdrew himself. "Mary, we cannot. Not until we are married." He reluctantly freed her from his grip. "You deserve better than this, as a Queen and as my future wife." Mary cannot speak. She is tongue-tied, but her eyes says it all. This moment made her admire him even more. Francis is the man who will set aside anything and everything, including himself for the sake of her honor and well-being. "You better go now while I still have the strength to let you." He said. Mary kissed him like there's no tomorrow. "Thank you Francis. You are a good man." The young prince stood up, took her hand and walked her to the door. "Until tomorrow, my love." He whispered. She smiled as she closed the door behind her.