Dear Aura,
It has been so very long, I find myself losing the days. Day in and out I am directing my knights, scouting the area, and looking for my Uncle. He is hidden deep in the mountains and has his men doing everything they can to keep us out.
I long for you, I have counted the stars in hopes one of the will lead me back to you. I habe thought of you and Sorrael often. I know you are well into your child birth and I have ordered for only the finest midwives to be near you.
I have seen so many of my men die that I can't sleep at night. My anger and hatred only grow in this war.
You are my peace and I am without you. It pains me not to be near you. To not see your smile waking as the sunrise gleams across your face.
Instead our child will be born of war and tears. This may pain me worst of all. I will be home soon, home to you and our child. There is never a day that goes by that you aren't on my mind.
I wish you well my Queen,
Your love , Syferus.
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I folded and sealed the letter. I sighed.
A hand slipped across my shoulder, Alvaria. She was up in the night as I was. This war has taken her son fad away from her. She had bags under her eyes and worry written across her face.
"Syferus.." She only called me by my name when we were alone. "How are you holding up?" She tried a smile. She was strong.
"I am fine... I just worry about Aura and Sorrael. I want to be home before she is born." I took a seat. The kings tent was larger than the rest of the tents but still smaller than my usual quarters. It was cozy enough.
"How have you been so sure that it is a girl? You have made that declaration before a diviner had pronounced it. How?" She lifted a brow and took a seat on the strategy table knocking over the useless pieces.
"My ancestor gave me a power. When he did I fell asleep and I saw a vision of it. I just knew."
She held her ground...but then let it go allowing herself to believe my words.
"Well.. I hope she grows up knowing what a great father she has. So don't die idiot." she tapped my head before escorting herself from the tent. Alvaria was keeping my spirits up. She was a good friend. I lifted myself from the chair and dragged myself to the bedding. It was a long night...longer than I would have liked.
I counted the stars from the open flap above. Millions, maybe trillions of them, but none of them would grant me the wish of seeing her.
I closed my eyes and slipped into a deep sleep.
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Of Princesses And Dragons (Book #1 Finished)
FantasyNot all farytales are true. Sometimes there is no happy ending. If I were to tell you, maybe you could see as I see. From a dragon's point of view.
