A Royal Love Story

Chapter 23 - The Third Letter

It is now October. I have been away from Harry for 2 months. I miss him terribly. The only thing that keeps me going is his letters. I have moved in with William and Catherine for the next 4 months until Harry comes home. He comes home on the 17th February. A long time. Just as I was going to get totally pre-occupied with my thoughts, William came into the living room with the post. He handed me the letter, which I knew was already from Harry and asked, “Do you want me to leave you to read or do you want me to stay?”

“Could you stay, just in case I need a hug at the end?”

“Of course!” He replied and sat next to me. I was still reluctant to open the letter, but I did nonetheless. It read,

‘Dear Soph,

                I miss you. I know it easy to say, but I really do. I can’t stop thinking of you now. I hold the picture of us onto dear life, because it’s the only thing I have of you. I don’t want to be here anymore; I want to be at home, where you can hold me and tell me I’m safe. All I ask of you is that you stay safe. Don’t worry about me, I am determined enough to get home and hold you again. All I ask of you is that you ask Will for a hug if you need one, and please don’t stop what you’re doing just to think about me. I try not to think of you when I’m flying, but it just happens.

The fighting out here’s getting pretty ruthless now. I’m up in the air the majority of the day, and the insurgents in Helmand seem to get closer and closer to Camp Bastion. I may have to become a foot soldier anytime soon. The prospect of that scares me like hell. If I become a foot soldier, things will become hard for me, but all I can do now is make sure I stay flying for as much time possible.

I’m sorry this one is brief baby, but I have said all I need to in the previous letters. I love you, miss you and want to be at home with you. You are my everything Soph, and if I can’t keep you, I don’t know how I will live. I am still going just because I know I will see you in 3 months, I’m halfway! Please don’t try to worry about me too much, I know you’ll have enough support behind you, but still, I know you will worry.

                                                                I love you so much. I’ll be home soon

                                                                                Your Harry xxxxxxx’

Once I had re-read it again, I just sat there completely motionless. Will wrapped his arms around me and held me for a few moments. I didn’t know what to do. The fighting is getting worse and Harry’s going to become a foot soldier. He’s not going to make it back home, is he? Finally, William broke my thoughts, “Soph, are you ok?”

“What’s going to happen now, Will?”

“We can only wait and see.”