My Prince Derek

My Prince Derek Chapter 12: A Year Away

~~~~Derek~~~~

Two Months into training:

Everyday I wake up and wonder if I was crazy.  I am not married to Paris yet, but I swear I am going to rip her throat out! I mean really, she never stops talking! There is always something to say, or point out for her.  If she wanted to she could talk about a single blade of grass for days.  I mean what was I thinking?  Everyday I wake up in the morning and hear her talk, then I rise out of bed and hear her talk, then I eat breakfast and hear her talk and so on and so on until I finally get back into my bed and rest my eyes for sleep.  I soon found that I love to sleep because that is the only time that I can think about the one I love and want to cherish.  Paris can not hold a flame to the woman I love.  Paris does not have her blond hair nor her green, blue, brown eyes nor her bright smile and friendly warmth.  When I occasionally send letters to Alvina I ask her on the update on everyone, and when I receive the reply letter Alvina talks of everyone but her.  My dear, my love, my only, Zita.  Oh, what I would do to have summer come faster so I can return to see her face again.  I am aware that before I left I felt undeniable ire toward her, but over time the hope of coming home to her makes me want to become a King and show her how I truly am. 

Six Months into training:

I wake up in the morning and turn over to Paris.  I hold her hand an brush the trace hair out of her face and kiss her forehead.  My schedule is usually the same everyday, every month we travel to a new destination where I am trained in certain skills, but every destination I travel to the schedule is the same.  I wake up, I get ready, I go to class, I learn, I eat, I spend time with Paris, we go to bed.  In the morning I rise and do the same thing again and again over and over again.  I do not think of Zita any more I view her as an old memory.  I short breeze that passed through my life, King Salado taught me that 'the love I once had must come to an end'.  Which means no more Zita, she can retreat and be wedded to Kea the true love of her life.  They belong together.  It is just letting go that is the hardest out of all my training...

One Month away from returning:

I am counting down the days of my training ready to come back to MY castle, and protect the one I love, Paris.  I am not aware if it is out of revenge or wrath but I have come close to Paris and I will not allow for anything to happen to her.  I will make everyone that hurts her be hurt also.  I will protect.  I will protect. I WILL PROTECT!