Bloody Death

July 17th

Michael: Arise my delicate flower. Let the beauty of the morning shine upon you.

Grace: And a beautiful morning it shall be with you.

Michael kissed her sweetly and although she was smiling at him, her smile was not being owned by her.. It was more of a mask than a smile, but who could tell? She had just awakened and so had he..

Michael: Do you know what lies ahead this very day?

Grace: With a tongue like yours, I shall say your crowning.

Michael: Not quite yet my love.. Not quite..

Grace: A ball is to be happening?

Michael: What kind of ball?

He smiled.

Grace: You know the answer. Therefore, you must tell.

Michael: We shall be having a wedding celebration on the upcoming day!

Grace: But why?

Michael: Grace.. Do you not want to marry? This is where you become accepted as my wife in a blessing.

Grace: What would happen if they did not accept me?

Michael: Do not say such things. You will be marvelous! So marvelous that they shall welcome you with open arms.

Grace: But I am only a servant..

Michael: Grace, you must stop this. When I become King, we shall be happy together.

Grace smiled once more and turned over onto her side. Unhappy and very tired from the restless night that had occurred. The nightmare that she had before came back. Then another dream with a girl coming to kill her. Grace had no intention on dying anytime soon.

Michael: Grace, arise and be not afraid. For our love is strong and that is all that matters.

Grace nodded as he smiled and kissed her lips ever so gently.

Michael: If you are to be wearing black, then I must also match thee. What color shall we wear, my darling?

Grace: Whatever difference does it make if we shall still wear the same color?

Prince Michael knelt before Grace and held her hands in his.

Michael: Grace.. I want you to be happy no matter what happens and if the color matters not to you, then it matters not to me either. I love you Grace.. Please, could you spare me just one lucious smile to brighten the morning?

Grace tried to smile, but he knew it was not hers. He kissed her until smile began to smile.

Michael: There it is.. My sunshine, my stars and my moon. The eclipse to my heart. That beautiful smile. I love your smile Grace.

He smiled. Grace lightly touched his face and then held out her hand.

Grace: You shall assist me this morning in rising. For a bearing woman cannot rise on her own.

Michael: And a beautiful woman she is.

He said, helping Grace to her feet. He had her so close that their noses almost touched. Grace looked away from his eyes and rushed off to find a dress for the day, while leaving Prince Michael puzzled as to why she would leave him.
Meanwhile, Janet was laying in bed pondering the things that had occurred yesterday between her and the Prince. The way his eyes stared at her, she could tell that there was something more to him. She could tell that his words were genuine and that his love for her had grown. But yet, in spite of all these great things, she could not be rid of her love for the Prince of Scandinavia. Even though she knew that Prince Haikiem was a better choice and appreciated her more, she just couldn't tear her love away from the past.