She’s a Queen…?
And here I was thinking she’s just been an angel without wings…
I’m almost certain she’s not a human being.
From what I’ve been told, she’s not even married…
But she’s in a relationship with someone…
It’s so hard to grasp what’s really going on.
But honestly, it’s beautifully confusing.
I become brave enough to ask her, “Who’s the lucky man?”
Her answer is, “My Father.”
I didn’t understand… I let go of her hand.
She laughed at me and said, “These rings represent promises I’ve made to my Father.”
So she’s just a princess… She’s not a Queen… At least, not yet.
I wonder where things will go now.
I feel like I can get to know her more… I think I’ve managed to get my foot in the door.
But… We’ve walked far enough and it’s time to rest.
We find a spot where we can settle down… She draws her sword and sits down.
She begins cleaning it, sharpening it.
I look to my sword, in its scabbard, and I’m not even sure I can use it.
As I lie down, lay my sword beside me turning my back to her…
I want to keep from making things obvious.
But… I am very curious.
Queen or Princess?
Warrior or highness?
I’m lost when it comes to her…
I can’t figure her out… but I – like it…
She stays awake cleaning her sword… but I fall asleep.
But that period of sleep didn’t last long at all before I felt something…
It was… a feeling that I haven’t felt in a long time…
Loneliness…
I sit up and I look around, almost panicking…
And it was true… I was lonely… She was gone.
There was no sign of her…
My heart began to pound as if it would break my chest open.
I become anxious and frustrated… trying to understand why she would leave me…
After all this time…
I could feel me losing the person she’d helped me become…
I’m overcome with anger and sadness.
Why did she leave me? Where could she be?
Did she return home? Was it something I did?!
I have to find her… But what if I leave and I get lost?
I guess it couldn’t get any worse…
I’m already lost… I’m without her.
I sit still in the place where I once laid.
I don’t move… I sat there all night and for most of the day.
If I’m waiting on death, this is where I’ll be slain.
Then I feel a strong gust of wind… It feels as if a storm is brewing.
I cover my eyes from the sun as I gaze at the blue sky…
There are no clouds in sight.
The winds die down and I relax… But not completely.
I’m still broken… I’m wishing that she was still with me.
I let out a deep sigh… I really want to cry.
But I don’t cry… I don’t have tears to shed.
So instead I frown and I stand to my feet.
I look to where I laid my sword as I slept, it was gone.
She took that too?!
Then, before I could say anything else before I could think again, I hear her.
From a distance…
She yelled out something that I couldn’t make out clearly.
As I turn to the sound of her voice, I see her running towards me… She’s in a hurry…
It almost looks as if she’s in trouble.
I run to her, forgetting that she left me…
It was all pushed from my mind once I heard her voice… I was fine once I saw her.
Now, I’m more concerned about what was going on with her…
As we meet up, she throws me my sword…
I catch it and then she draws hers.
She turns her back to me and she stands her ground.
Something is coming… I didn’t want to draw my sword…
I was afraid it wouldn’t do me any good.
But then, I noticed it gleam as I barely drew it from it’s scabbard…
Then, I draw it completely, and I can see what she had done for me…
Tears began to fill my eyes… And it feels strange… I don’t cry…
But my sword… She cleaned it, sharpened it and strengthened it…
That made me feel bad for what I had thought before.
She said she’d never leave me…
I believe her now… I have no choice.
I suck up the shame I felt for the doubt I allowed…
Now I look to her with gratefulness…
But she was so focused on the coming battle that she didn’t pay me any attention.
I look upon my sword and I fall in love with it.
I was no longer afraid of what was to come and I took my place next to her.
I was ready to unleash everything I felt just moments before on whatever was coming our way… The ground we stood on began to rumble but we weren’t shaken.
Whatever was coming, it was big…
But together, we would stand.

To be continued…

Published by A Passionate Writer