Chapter 5 

I wonder what he thought when he saw me that day. I remember what he said, of course.  "You are beautiful". But I couldn’t tell what he was thinking. If we had never felt more than sincere friendship for each other, we had known for a long time that we would get married.  Because princes and princesses are meant to be together. Obviously, it didn't seem that easy to me after this summer. Have I been lucky? Probably, yes. I was lucky. And I can't quite tell what I felt when he took my hand and whispered, with a sad voice but smiling eyes "You should go". Something started in me, something new. He held my hand in his without really holding it, as if he knew that this hand was not promised to him. And for once, we were no longer prince and princess, but friends. And he held my hand because he loved me and not to take something from me. He straightened up and repeated more confidently "You should go", then he dropped my hand. I wonder what he said to my mother and my sister. There was no letter, no words, or anything that could have made the separation less painful. It couldn't be easy. So I tried to think about them and the happy times we had lived,  I thought I loved them very much like it could ward off the curse. 

Knowing that in my heart, I never stopped loving them.

Chapter 4

Isn't that a bit strange? The way we  rush with our eyes closed to things that are obviously dangerous for us. I knew that of course, and I also knew that there were duties from which I could not escape. And yet, I did nothing to weather the storm. When I was with her, and during these moments, I was elsewhere. Somewhere where I wasn't thinking about my crown. And that weight on my shoulders was flying away like the ribbons in her hair. It didn't stop time, however. And so, time passed. And day after day, the deadline was approaching. And I was running out of time. And out of solutions. There were no solutions. When I say "solutions" I'm talking about something that satisfies everyone and doesn't hurt anyone. Because of course there was a solution, and of course I had thought about it. I even thought about it the first day I saw it, in a dream. But it was only a dream, before the dream came true. I couldn't quite understand the meaning of all this. I was in love and I thought it was the only thing that motivated me, without hearing the voice that was still a whisper deep inside me, without understanding that it was this voice that was pushing me on this path. This voice was mine.

But I hadn't found it yet.

Chapter 2

That same evening, when I went to bed, her face appeared to me. And I saw that moment when she looked at me. She saw me, but did she look at me? She saw me, but does she remember me? And if tomorrow she sees me again, will she remember? So many questions. I already knew I would remember everything. From the color of her dress to the flowers in her wicker basket, tulips and daffodils. See ? How strange. It had only lasted a moment, a short moment that was already running away, getting lost somewhere. It was already nothing anymore, nothing more than a fleeting memory that should have faded from my mind as fast as it appeared . So why ? Why did this memory lingered so long and so insistently? Her shadow did not fade, she followed me all night.

It was a flower lost  among  millions of others, but among these millions of others, my gaze remained inexorably stucked on this one.

Epilogue

“As long as the monarchs will teach the fear of oneself to their children and as long as they will watch, silent, cowardice consuming their honor, princes and princesses will continue, endlessly and against all their emblems, to run away from their destiny.

Sierra.”

Sierra - Introduction 

So that's the little story I was working on since a week. Like I said, it's gonna be very short, in five chapters and one epilogue. I don't really know how I'm gonna post it, tell me if you think it's better to post all at once since it's very short. It's not really going anywhere, to be honest,I just let my imagination running wild and sometimes I manage to get something from my mess. It has nothing to do with my main story, but I hope you will like it. ❤