Lessons of the heart

Beginning and End

Whenever a story ends, another story begins. You just have to have the will to continue it. Don't let things stop you from writing your own story. When people try to do so, fight back for it will be worth while in the end.

Usually I have some words of inspiration but right now, I ran a bit dry.

I am not sure how this story will end as I can't see the end clearly yet. All I can do is to write in such a way that for my dear characters, this won't be the end. Love is one of those stories that can be the most beautiful...

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Viktor and Heine had been so engrossed in their activities, they had hardly noticed the lingering figure in the shadows, waiting, watching as he let things unfold before him. The reason he was even there was because he was told to and he was sure of the fact that this information would most definitely please his 'employer'.

"I am willing to do anything if it meant not having to loose you... That is one of my biggest fears... Please Heine..."

The figure could clearly hear the King's pleads. Words that would come at a cost. If he was truly willing to do anything, it would make things so much easier. The longer he would stand there, the more he would be able to report and the more it would help his employer's cause. It was ironic to hear them speak of 'not having possible witnesses around' when they were absolutely oblivious to his presence. Next thing he knew, he was witnessing something worth a thousand words. A shame he couldn't draw a picture of it. The two men were kissing each other in a non-platonic way, staying liplocked for a while before pulling apart. The three words Viktor said, made the shadowy figure frown in thought. This couldn't get any better could it? No sooner had the pair started walking back to the palace, or the shadowy figure was on the move as well, staying hidden in the darkness, carefully maneuvering himself towards the gateway and slipping out without anyone ever spotting him. He was a professional after all.

A carriage was waiting for him to take him away and deliver this rather intriguing message. The king was having a secret love affair with what could be considered a member of his staff. A man no less. How quaint and now it wasn't all that secret anymore, if it were up to his boss.

The vehicle stopped and the man got out, walked through the gate and up to his destination, the residence of Prince Eins Von Granzreich. It didn't exactly possess the same grandure as the King's but it was still rather 'fancy'. Fitting the kind of person Eins was. The hallways were vaguely lit by candles as the man walked through them and down to one of the studies that were located in the palace, knocked on the door and was let in.

A man dressed in white was sitting at the large desk, hands folded under his chin as he rested his head on top of them.

"What news do you bring?"

He asked the man, looking at him from underneath the rim of his hat. His curiosity was peaked as soon as the man explained what he had witnessed.

"My, my... it would seem our Tutor has been quite busy these past couple of months."

Who else could have fit the description he had received: short, red hair, dressed in a specific attire and accompanied by the King.

"I know it would pay off to wait. This is just the kind of information I need. It is even better than what we found out about Heine Wittgenstein's past."