The Heartsmith

Chapter 3: Sam the Heartsmith

Sam's POV

After Clyne left I started to examine the heart. Damn, pretty broken, not to mention right through the center. Well he did say he was born with it. If it had been broken on the side it would have been much easier to heal. Having a heart cracked right through the middle meant that something major must've happened. It was either that or your heart had been broken by someone your love. Then there was the small possibility that you've completely but unintentionally ignored your hearts cry for a special perfect match with someone.

Well seeing the major damage he might've unintentionally ignored his heart. Damn, it's light and delicate. Well he does come tomorrow so I'll tell him what to do. In the mean time I'll check on that.........

*Time Skips- In the Morning*

Well after a long talk with my sister and myself I just realized how heavy my heart was still beating after meeting Clyne. God damn, I'm-in-love-with HIM! Well I already new I was gay but does he know. I can't tell him, he already has a fiancée. He might not willingly accept the marriage but she still deserve to be happy.

Soon after a young lady walked in.

"Hello madam how may I help you?"

"Hi sir! My name is Jillia. I assume a man named Clyne came here yesterday?"

"Yes he did madam. You must be his fiancée?"

"Yes I am. How ever you being a heart smith can see my heart. You know I don't love him."

"Madam though your does show you don't love him. I can't make hearts fall in love with others. That right has not been earned by humanity."

"No I don't want you to make me love him. I just wanted to have a nice chat with you since everyone in his manor is so stern and quiet."

"Oh sure please sit. I'll get some tea!"

*Time Skip*

"I love rose tea. It's my favorite."

"So do I. Most people can't handle to rich and fruity taste but quite love it."

No POV

After a few exchanged sentences they soon came to realize how much they had in common. Soon after a while they were talking aimlessly about their passions and like. Dislike and fancies. After a few more meetings they soon became friends. Best of friends.

Samuel's POV

*Ring*

I heard the door bell of shop ring. There stood Jillia with a basket. The leaves behind her were falling onto the floor. Creating a cascade of reds, oranges and yellows. A few Browns here and there but barely noticeable. Autumn was already heard and the first month gave of a cooling breeze in the morning.

"Hey! Take a seat I'll be with you shortly!"

"Ok then I'll set up the tea and cakes."

When I finished packing my stuff and closed the shop is sat down next to her. We became the best of friends decided not to tell her about my love for Clyne. That would undoubtedly ruin our great friendship.

"Your fiancée's heart is really messed up up but I'm sure I can fix it. After all he seems like a really resilient man. Your lucky to Clyne in your life."

"Umm......are you in love with Clyne?"

My brain went blank for a moment but then I quickly answered.

"What no! I just find that his heart is interesting since it umm-uh bro-broken in-half and u-uh umm......."

"You don't have to be afraid to tell me. Remember that it's an ARANGED marriage. I really don't mind that you love him. Besides it's the last few times you've talked about him your emotions always improves, your eyes sparkle, those mocha cheeks turn a lovely pink rose colour and you give certain glow. Admit you love him."

"I do but you aren't mad?"

"Dear I said it was an ARRANGED MARRIAGE. He's really nice but he's like a really close brother to me. Though you are like that innocent cinnamon roll of a younger brother I have to protect. I've noticed that when ever you heal one of those broken or cracked hearts that you always seem a little less energetic. You break your own to heart to heal theirs don't you?"

"I...mmm.........do" he whispered in the softest voice.

"And now without Clyne ever knowing your going to break your own heart to fix his. Your heart will be so small that it won't have the capacity to hold your life together. Eventually you will fade and die. That's something don't want to see." She said sadly.

Her bonds with me are like that of siblings. She will stop at nothing to make sure I survive.

"I would do that because I love him. Though he may not feel the same way I still love him. That alone is enough to want to hurt myself. Please I need to do this."

"Fine but I gonna watch you, so please don't faint in front of me."

"..................Very well then."

As I removes a velvet cloth to reveal heart split perfectly in 2 displayed so greatly upon a quartz pedestal.

So without further ado let the healing commence.........

TBH............