The Unwanted Prince

A woman lies in bed, snuggling close to her lover. She had luscious brown locks and eyes of sparkling amethyst. She sighed as her lover kissed her forehead and stroked her long hair.

The woman's lover had silver hair that made him look ethereal in the soft glow of the moonlight. He looked at her lovingly with his piercing sapphire eyes, as he kissed the tip of her hair before pulling her into his strong arms.

"I wish everyday could be this way... Don't you?" the woman asked as she lightly stroked her lover's hair, smiling to herself. 

"I do... But everything will be different soon... There's much to do before I can bring you back with me..." the man said as he rubbed the woman's back softly, his voice a soft murmur.

The couple snuggled for a few moments before the man sat up in bed, finding his garments. "I'm sorry my stay was short today. I'll visit you soon... I promise." the man said as he gave one last glance to his lover before pulling on his shirt.

The woman smiled softly as her heart sank. Promise... huh... The soonest he visits is in 2 months... She said nothing but laid on the bed, watching her lover throw on the last of his garments before making his way over to her and kissing her gently on the lips. Diane threw her arms around him, savouring the warmth of his embrace as she breathed in the scent she was familiar with.

"Don't make that face, it makes it harder for me to part... its hard enough as it is... ... I love you, Diane... And I promise to visit you as soon as I can." the man said as he pulled himself out of his lover's embrace. The woman smiled sadly this time and nodded as she kept her head down, avoiding his gaze as he left her alone. Once again, just like the countless times he did before.

"He never breaks his promise... No matter how late he is..." Diane whispers to herself as she cried herself to sleep. Snuggling in the warmth left on her lover's side of the bed. Memories of their first meeting dancing in her mind as she felt the exhaustion of her weeping kicking in.

***

The bellow of a hunting horn echoed throughout the plaza, drawing in the attention of the masses. "Hear ye! Hear ye! The Crown Prince of Enoch has been officially wed to the Duchess of the Kingdom of Lestria. Hereby commencing the peace between the two countries! Three Cheers for the wise, venerable and benevolent king! Long live the King! Long live the King! Long live the King!" the town crier rang out.

Diane looked up towards the balcony of the royal palace. Finding the source of the event, only for her to be met with a heartwrenching situation. Tears welled in her eyes as she saw her lover standing next to a beautiful woman; the next queen of Enoch. Her heart clenched and she felt her throat contract as she turned and ran from the scene, pushing her way through the crowd as she felt her face flush red with embarrassment and damp from her tears.

"Why did I... ever think he would be with me?" Diane sobbed as she slumped onto the ground. Memories of the moments they shared shattering, just like the breaking she felt in her heart.

***

Xander watched as his lover Diane ran off through the crowd. Clenching the balustrade firmly, fighting the urge to run after her. If I leave... it would be a mark of betrayal to the pledge between the two countries... It could be a means of war... I can't... leave...

He sighed miserably as his heart clenched as if someone were squeezing it. The woman beside him grinned as she gingerly touched him, catching his eyes as she teased him. "Your little lover? Too bad you're stuck with me, huh?" the woman said as she whispered into his ears before parting from him, still smiling slyly.

Xander gritted his teeth as he let the moment sink in. He was now married to this woman, Lilith from the Lestria kingdom. She had wavy red hair and similar ruby red eyes.

If anything were to befall her, their kingdom would be consumed in the perils of war that they had just escaped through means of a political marriage.

"Why the look? Your majesty? I don't mind a little mistress. After all... you're not the only one who had to sacrifice something for their country." Lilith said as her sly smile was replaced with a solemn look.

Xander stared silently at his wife, thinking of her situation as a pawn of her country. He groans mentally as he turned to face the crowd and raised his scepter, declaring his right as the newly crowned king.