Stella Cadente

His Past

A/N Heyyy guyyss I wanna greet you all a happy new year! Ughh. It's exam week. Anywaaays.. How about that kiss? (Wink wink) though I stated it the "unobvious" way. You can always check out the last chapter to find out.

Shoutout to @raleigh_hazz and @jadenmartin13

"Thats enough, Harold" Vasilissa announced, her eyes still droopy in the fever.

"I'm sorry...I-I shouldn't have done that." Harold said

"I heard from Commander John that you both had an arguement." Vasilissa quickly changed the subject.

"Aren't you feverish?" Harold asked "You should go to bed."

"No. I'm recovering quite fine. Now tell me." Vasilissa demanded

"Okay." Harold muttered "I guess"

"So what were you arguing about?" Vasilissa asked again, eager to know.

"It's about Raleigh." Harold plainly said.

"Oh." Vasilissa said "Who is this Raleigh?:"

"She was my..."

"Your what?" Vasilissa inquires intently.

"My bethrod." Harold looked and gazed away from her.

Vasilissa cupped his jaw and pulled it closer to her. "It's okay to talk about her. It's in the past right?"

"I guess." He sighed for a long time. "She's smart. She's the Princess of England. Dark curly brown hair. Dreamy Eyes."

Vasilissa, who could see the pain in his eyes glisteing with the small oil lamp. Was nearing an avalanche of tears.

"Then? What happend?"

"I was 27 back then, She was nearing her 25 summers, The plague, She caught it. It wasnt like our plague. She can't breathe that night. She staggered to find me. We..."

"You did what?

"We made love that night. It was like heaven. We've promised never to do it until we got married. But she insisted." Vasilissa could feel his tear slipping his check. "I knew she felt it may be her last night. And on the next dawn. Her skin was cold. I knew she left."

Vasilissa stayed silent.Unconciously, her fingers caressed her lips.

"I knew... She..."

"It's okay."

"It is?"

"Yes."

"Friends?"

"Friends."