To My Cold Betrothed,
I noticed the change in your attitude after you talk with Mary. You become cold, never smiling. This is the time I wished Mary run away with you so you won't be sad and cold. It was like you're a new person, your citizen and family don't know you anymore. They have no clue what happened to you. Everyone is tiptoeing around you. You are like a bomb that anytime will explode.
I wanted to comfort you but you are avoiding me. It hurts but I understand. I won't pressure you since I know how it hurts someone breaks your heart. I will give you time all you want. May God help me to endure every rock in our way and give me the patience to wait until you love me back.
I don't know what miracle happens on the last night of 1549. You talk to me. Yes, we talk like a grown-up adult, ready to face reality. We made a truce that night to make everything work for the sake of both our kingdom. You made it clear that you are not capable of loving me so I don't expect anything from you. You will just do your duties and that's it.
I smiled for the first time. I'm not expecting a lot from you, the fact you're willing to take a step and compromise, it's enough for me. Like I said, I will wait. I will help you heal and you will see I'm the right one for you.
It's perfect ending for this year.
Patiently Waiting,
Elizabeth
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Letters To My Betrothed
Historical FictionHistorical Series #2 ------- Elizabeth Tudor is the second daughter of King Henry VIII of England with his second wife, Anne Boleyn. At the age of 8, she was betrothed to Prince Francis of France. She never forgets how beautiful his smile when he...
