Lone Prince

The Meeting

I woke up to yet another single light hovering above me. this one much brighter.

I wasn't on a bench this time, I was in a bed surrounded by soft pillows. I had been carefully placed, my hair spread on the pillow, my hands folded across my stomach as if I had been placed in a casket. I did not move, nor make a sound but silently lay there smelling an intense fragrance.

I heard foot steps of two people. Two females.

"How will we tell him she's gone?" One said quietly.

"She has poison in her veins, he didn't do it. Didn't even know her, Margret." The other said with a stern voice. I still didn't move I knew I was dead in my heart, but yet again my brain argued with my heart. I was alive, I had to find my shadow man.

"Hand me the flowers, Margret, staring makes it sadder go on out tell everyone to go into the library..." Margret, the smaller girl left. Her light footsteps barely heard.

I felt something on my eyelids, flowers. She had cut the stems and laid them on my eyes, Sunflowers. Then she laid a rose on my lips and put a bouquet in my hand.

The smell of fresh flowers made me open my eyes. The women had turned and began walking away towards the door. I quickly grabbed her slim but sturdy wrist and mumbled words so quiet and incoherent I don't think she heared...

"Help me, the poison in my heart will it stop it from beating or cause me to stop yours from beating....Please tell me."

She screamed and fell.

I stood with the sheets wrapped around me.

Her lips closed her eyes grew still staring into mine. Tears streamed down our faces as I sat on the white tile and cried. for hours it seemed.

She stopped fearing me and came towards me slowly as if I was a small child. She wrapped her arms around me and shushed me gently saying she would help me, she seemed to have answered my question...that's when a man walked in, but he was no longer shadows I looked at the woman holding me then to the man. My lips trembled as did my whole body. I let out a scream.

For what seemed like the hundredth time I screamed for him to go. Soon I stopped as he walked closer.

"Charles, why?" the woman asked the man.