This is not completed yet. Feedback on how its going and what i need to change will be apreciated ^^ i'll gladly return the favor.
EDIT!!!!! Wrote even MORE! and again, I hit a block, this is getting frusterating for me, I don't know whats up.
I worked out the bugs btw.
A betrothal, a betrayal.
Blood for blood, an eye for an eye, says the words flowing through the veins of revenge. Words to live by, words to believe in, words to live on. But, when one thing happens, you realize that those words only sum up the sin, or many sins caused by one action. An action that leaves a hole in your heart, and makes your soul more susceptible to be grasped by the hand of hatred. I was once an innocent woman, but now I am plagued by that hatred, plagued by revenge, guilt, and sorrow. The fire still burns inside me, the want that flames into a wildfire of obsession and lust. Only one mistake can make you dance to the serpents song, and fall for its rhythm, each beat manipulating your every move. Now I’m running for my life, running like a cowardly animal that’s chased by hunters. Hunters that want your head to give to the devil on a silver platter. Fearing death, fearing damnation, I’ve had nightmares of being nailed to a broken cross, tortured.
I was only 14 years old, I was the daughter of a great king, the daughter of Derric. I had fallen in love with a young man that was once my betrothed. We were destined, or so I thought. . . his name was Uluric. He was the brave son of Gauteron. Gauteron was the protector of my father, he sat by my father's right hand, protecting him with all of his might when need be. Gauteron trained Uluric to be a great warrior, to be a prince of war. I watched Uluric and his father train together at the knight's courtyard from the tower window, where my mother once slept. I never knew what happened to my mother, my father never told me, it was as if he never cared for her. When I asked him about her death, I looked into his eyes, only to see anger, remorse and his love for her.
“Dear, dear, Adeline, you will know when you are old enough, there are some things that you will not understand now.” He said to me with a strong, warm hand on my shoulder. His voice had such a caring tone, as if he was trying not to break my heart.
“But father, what could possibly be so complicated that I wouldn’t be able to understand?” I realized he was hiding the truth to protect me, could it possibly be so horrible that I must not know?
“Be patient my dear. Soon you will know.”He walked outside into the gardens, I followed far behind him and saw him talking to Uluric. He then focused toward me; my heart skipped a beat. I gasped and ducked behind a statue, moving my head just enough to see where my father was. My father and Uluric were both gone. I turned around and to my surprise I saw him crouched behind me.
“You little eavesdrop.” He smiled, my eyes widened in shock
“Uluric!” I gasped “What are you doing here?” I pressed my back against the statue
“Nothing, I just got done with my training session with my father, and a conversation with your father. He wanted to tell me that I am an impressive young knight with potential.”
“You have more then potential-“ I paused and took a deep breath “You have a gift, the blood of your father courses through your veins. The blood of a grand warrior.” My heart pounded faster, words dropped out of my mouth before my brain was able to catch them. I was scared of what he’d do or say, I wish I wasn’t so shy around him all the time.
“Why thank you, Princess Adeline.” He bowed “You have the beauty and kind, loving heart of your mother and the will and word of your father. That’s what makes a truly beautiful woman.” I realized what statue that I was leaned up against. It was the statue of my mother, I was almost a
spitting image of her.
“Thank you, Sir Uluric-“ Before I was able to finish my sentence I was pulled into a gentle embrace. A slight blush crept across my face.
“Uluric!!” I heard Gautoron call out to him.
“I must get going.” He let go of me and ran off to the direction of his father's voice.
“Good bye..” I said under my breath.
I took a walk in the garden, going through the maze of red, white, and pink rose bushes. I took a deep breath and breathed in the sweet, sweet, scent of the roses. I walked further on and stumbled upon a pink marble tombstone. On the face of the tombstone was a golden plaque, words were inscribed and hand crafted. “To Queen Kimley, a mother, a wife, and ruler. God said it was time to go back, and the time must have been right.”
“And the time must have been right?” I asked inside myself “Why did God take her away from me when I was just a baby, Is there a God? Is this merely fate and there is no God? The time was not right, I need my mother.” I sat down on the bench beside her grave and asked, hoping she would hear me where ever she was at.
“Mother, I hope you can hear me, I need you more than ever, I have so many questions to ask of you, since you a girl such as I. I can’t stop thinking about this boy, I want to be around him, I want to be by his side. What is going on?”
“You’re in love.” My father said while turning the corner, he must’ve over heard or spied on me. My heart jumped into my throat, I was so embarrassed. “And, you’re growing into a fine, young woman, you’re molding into a sculpture of pure beauty.” it was as if my mother was right here speaking to me. “I know these things too you know. As you are being sculpted by the hand of God, so is the young boy, you have been blessed to feel love or emotion for some one else.”
“Why does everything have to be about God?” I interrupted him, he looked at me with a disappointed look on his face.
“Adeline, my dear, don’t loose faith, that’s the last thing I want you to do. If your faith goes and so will your judgement, your conscience.”
“I seem to be managing my decisions without faith, Father. You have faith in a so-called ‘entity’ or ‘higher power’ that does not exist”
“Adeline Kimly Saxon! I will not allow that kind of talk in my castle!” my father scolded
“I’m sorry, Father, I will not say that or anything like that ever again!” I apologized. In my head I was slapping myself “What’s going on with me?” I asked myself
“Learn to control your hormones dear, that’s all I can say.”
I walked away from my father, and back into the castle. The gate keeper greeted me with a smile and a "welcome back malady." "thank you sir." I replied. I walked back up into the tower where I watch Uluric and his father train, and yet there he was again, sword-fighting with his father. The blades dancing and slicing through the air, making a sharp scrape as they met. His father made a quick swing to the right, Uluric saw it but he didn't back up fast and far enough away. His father's sword struck Uluric and he went down with a yelp.
"I told you to put on your chainmail!!" His father yelled "you are not quick enough to dodge me without armor just yet!" I wanted to run out to the Knight's courtyard, and tend to Uluric's wound. Even if it was forbidden to inturrupt a training session between nights. "Come on, lets get that wound treated, son." The father said, I walked the way to the infirmary. Down the spiral stairs that seemed to go on forever, and the twisting maze of corridors that lead me in every direction. I had never gotten lost, not even when i was just a little girl. I turned the corner and saw Uluric holding his wound, he looked at me. He looked at me with such a face, fear, shame, I couldn't tell.
"are you alright Uluric?" I asked as I was opening the door to the infirmary.
"Yes malady..." He said in a strong tone, he was as strong as he was intelligent and brave. He stepped inside, blood dripping from his wound into his hand and onto the floor. I walked inside with him.
"I'm busy, It'll be a moment." the nurse said. I looked around and saw another knight, he was sick. The nurse turned around and to her surprise she saw me standing behind Uluric. "Oh! Sir Uluric! Princess Adeline!"
"Tend to his wound, Immediately." I commanded
"Yes, of coarse!" The nurse opened every cabinet, reaching for a bottle of wine (works as a disinfectant.... hahaha) bandages, and gauze. "Ok, take off your shirt." I looked away, It seemed to be the best thing to do since he was taking off his shirt. "Place the shirt in the bucket, I'll clean it after we're done." I heard the shirt being dropped in the bucket. "Princess? Would you mind helping me and clean his wound?" the nurse asked, the sick knight was throwing up, throwing up blood.
"God damn it!" the knight cursed, and began throwing up more blood.
I turned around and found Uluric laying down on a cott. The wine and cloth sitting on the table beside him. He was facing me, his wound facing toward the cealing. He was not an ordinary boy, he had so much muscle, it was facinating. I tried to ignore his good looks as i poured the wine on the washcloth and dabbed it on the wound. As the wine-soaked cloth touched his wound he winced, quietly, but I could hear it. I pulled back quickly and said "Sorry." "No, I'm fine. It just stings alittle." I continued to clean his wound again, He held my hand and pressed down on his gash.
"That feels nice." He groaned, I looked at him inquizitively. I was hurting him, or I thought I was, but he liked it. The wine-soaked cloth absorbing his blood, turning redder and redder. The nurse walked to the cott and said "Alright, Sit up uluric. Thanks for cleaning out his wound for me."
"You're welcome." I replied, I took my hand off of his wound and he sat up, straight and proud; almost like an eagle on its perch. The nurse took out a needle and string.
"This is going to hurt, whatever you do, do not move." She readied the needle, as she moved it toward his flesh I turned away squimishly. I heard Uluric scream and I turned around only to see the nurse sewing up the wound. "My, God." I turned away again, while reaching for Ulurics hand. I felt his warm hand on mine, letting him squeeze my hand as he was being stitched up. After 5 minutes he stopped groaning and began to endure the pain. In another 30 minutes the nurse was done, wrapping the gauze around his abdoman. He grunted as she tied a tight knot on in the bandages.
The knight on the other cott was asleep, he shot up, caughing, spitting out blood, he never stopped caughing.
"What's going on with him? What's going on with my friend?" Uluric asked "Friend?" I thought. "I don't know. I wish i knew!" The nurse cried. The friend gasped for air, struggling breaths. Then he stopped struggling for air, falling back on the cott, lifeless. The nurse pressed her fingers on the side of his neck for a pulse. "He's...." Uluric turned pale, his jaw dropped and his eyes widened "He can't be..." Everyone in the room knew he was dead. A tear fell from Ulurics cheek. "He's gone..." Silence filled the room, "He's gone..." Uluric repeated "My best friend... Gone..." There was an aura of sadness that overcame the silence, making it uneasy, I began to cry.
"I'm so sorry Uluric..." the nurse said .
"I am so sorry... Uluric. Are you going to be alright?" The answer was obviously No, But what else could I say? He said nothing, I held him to console him, "It's ok Uluric... Cry if need be." I whispered in his ear. He sobbed quietly, and I cryed with him. "I'm not going to leave you."
Chapter 2: A death of a friend
I woke up the next morning, the castle that was so happy and bright had an aura of overpowering sadness. This is not the first time we had lost a knight, but this was different. Uluric had lost a friend, someone who was so dear, someone he must've known for quite some time. He must have been a brother to him. Doing the usual morning things, I clean up and get dressed. I walk down the corridor, I hear Uluric crying, could he be crying in his sleep? I knock on the door "Who is it?" He responds.
"It's Adeline. Is everything alright? Do you want me to come in?"
"Yes, come in, please." I open the door, he is sitting on the bed he slept in, with his face buried in his hands. Poor, poor boy, this man must've been like a brother to him. I held him close to me to comfort him, "Shh it's alright, It's going to be alright." I said in a sweet tone, stroking his back. running my fingers up his back, to his head, and through his raven hair. He pulls back and looks into my eyes. I lost myself into his eyes, his eyes were like endless drowning pools of green and blue. Beutiful. "Adeline.." I snapped out of my trance and answered with a quiet "Yes?". Without word, without hesitation, in one liquid motion he kisses me. I am frozen, shocked, in awe. A blush crawls across my face, I open my mouth to say something, but nothing could be said. My train of thought had just crashed. Uluric gets up and says "Let's get breakfast... shall we?" I say nothing, but I nod. *oh my. first kiss* I say inside my mind, the words echoed in my brain. His lips were warm, smooth, and soft, like silk. I walk into the grand dining room with him and to my surprise, I see no one there. The only presence plates, glasses, and food still on the table, everyone had already eaten.
"Oh, you're awake!" The cook said "Everyone had already eaten and left, they let you sleep, they figured that you didn't have a good nights rest." She was more right then wrong, only a few hours worth for me. I've been too busy worrying about Uluric to sleep. I doubt Uluric got any at all. "I'll fix you something right away."
"No thanks, I'm not hungry." Uluric said quickly.
"Neither am I." The cook looked at us, focusing her attention to me, then back to Uluric.
"Ok. Come back whenever you want too Sir and Malady."
(I hope this is the one you wanted me to take a look at)
