Elizabeth does not know how much longer she can stand strong; she's bound to fall apart. The arranged marriage is her last straw, she feels her walls crumbling down and is ready to give up in a snap of a finger. Almost as quickly, the sweet and inn...
After my mother's 'little' announcement, I decided to continue walking around in the garden alone. The reason why I loved the gardens so much is because it was the only way for me to get a taste of freedom, a chance I cherished enormously.
Looking around the beautiful garden I wished that I could be free. I picked up a dandelion and I wished I could from a real friendship, share a laugh, an intimate touch or even a romantic kiss. I would do anything to break free from these chains my family has put on me. But freedom costs me more than I can give. I blow and watch as the small cotton balls fly away.
I chuckled. Oh, I would do anything for my wishes to come true.
But all my wishes will stay just that, wishes. Soon I will be wed off to the son of lord Adam and every ounce of freedom that I own will evaporate into thin air. So, for now I will cherish even the smallest chance of freedom.
After a while of looking into the distance, I walked back towards the bench. The bench was situated behind the trees and was out of the guards sight, much to my delight. I sat down and curled up, wrapping my arms around my frame. I let my tears fall down my cheeks and started sniffling.
I didn't want to marry anyone. I wanted to fall in love, to be loved.
Sitting there alone, in the cold, I felt lonely. Hopeless. Desperate. I felt myself slowly slipping away. Maybe, I should just accept it, submit to them.
The battle was almost lost when I felt arms wrap around me. My watery eyes looked up to find Clarissa, looking in my eyes with sadness. She wiped away my tears and guided my face towards her chest, holding me while I cried.
"Hush, child. It's okay. It's going to be okay" She shushed, gently stroking my hair.
Once I was calmed down, I leaned away and wiped my tears with the palm of my hand, slightly hiccuping.
"Why me?" Clarissa just took my hand with one hand and with the other my cheek.
"My child, do you remember how amazed you were by the bleeding hearts?
I nodded.
"In fact, so amazed you came running to me, with this glint in your eyes, dragging me to this flower. After this I showed you many flower, but you never got the same glint in your eyes as you had with the bleeding heart"
She plucked one flower and opened my fist, settling it in my hand and closing it after. She put her hands around the fist.
"What you should know, is that this flower represents the ones who carry their hearts on their sleeves , those whose heart is compassionate and full of love. It symbolizes the pure and innocent but most importantly it expresses the deep and passionate love between two people. It is not a coincidence you chose this flower, dear."
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