“This evening we are here to join General Torunn and Her Royal Highness Princess Flossina Araelia in holy matrimony. If there is anyone that objects to the marriage speak now, or forever hold your peace.” Flossina prayed someone would, anyone would, but alas, it didn’t happen. The Archbishop continued by handing the General a very beautiful diamond wedding band that was once her mothers. “Now General, recite the words. With my heart, my life, my soul. I will protect you, love you and be yours for all time.”
“With my heart, my life, my soul. I will protect you, Love you and be yours for all time.”He slid the ring on her finger.
She swore if she hadn’t known what a crazy bastard the General was she would have swore he was sincere just now reciting his words.
She had gotten through the wedding, through the congratulations, and the well wishes from all of the drunken fools. Now she had to survive their first night. Alone.There was a knock at the door.“Enter.” He commanded.She stood beside the bed silently.Two burly soldiers carried in a copper tub full of water. They were followed by three more guards carrying large buckets of steaming water. Each one dumping their bucket of hot water into the tub. All left without saying a word. She looked at his large bed and noticed he had already had her night clothes laid out for her.“I have some business to attend to. Enjoy the rest of your night, wife.”
Princess Flossina had decided to somehow see the silver lining in the dark clouds of her life. Her wedding night was the night she had made that integral decision pertaining to her life, and the legacy she was now responsible for. She had to make a conscious effort to thrive in her stifling environment and continue in this life alone. So much had gone wrong in last few weeks of her life. When she had first arrived back to her home she had been so heartbroken, almost falling into a state of severe depression and shock.She could hear her mother’s words echoing in her mind as clear as day. ‘When life gives us hardships, my dear, we can either let that crush and defeat us, or we can let it mold and strengthen us.’She had begun to utilize her mother’s words and incorporate them in
She was happy she had took her advice. She had been right. Whenever she was here everyone left her alone. It had become her sanctuary.“You were absolutely right, Agnes. They do look beautiful planted here. She would have loved them. Yellow was her favorite color. However did you get these? They have traveled a long way.”“Aye, they have Your Highness.”They stood in silence then, taKing in the beauty of the greenery and colorful blossoms that cheered her spirits, just as her mother always had.She walked over to the same stone bench she and her mother had shared many times before and she felt the sadness she had been hiding deep within her creeping up again. Her shoulders slumped. She was so unhappy, and so alone. She felt Agnes
“If you let anyone else touch you without my permission and I find out about it, I will personally see to it that they are skinned alive. You. Are. Mine.”She wanted to run away from him. Her safe place seemed violated now, and the bright colorful flowers she had worked so hard on these past few days seemed spoiled.He let go of her then, took a step back, and surveyed the new plants.“I understand.” Was all she could muster up, remembering to take slow deep breaths to ease the throbbing pain she felt in her arms.“Good. I wanted to speak with you about another matter .”“Yes, husband.”That word still sounded forei
She felt a shiver go down her spine at the morbid thought. She looked at him them. He was surveying her reaction to the hidden tomb behind the maze.“What is this?” She asked him then.“You don’t know?”“Why would I know about this place?”He yanked her hard by her arm then.“Don’t.” He hissed against her ear.“Please, I know nothing about this!”Still holding her upper arm in his hard grip they walked up to the stairs and to the entrance of the tomb. Up close she could smell the aging of the place. It was an old place that smelled of decay. The alabast
“This is where the holy man said your mother stopped the great war, princess.”“How?” She asked in confusion.“There is only one way to find out.” He said as he tried to grab her by her arm. she evaded the gesture and took a step back only to be met by the two guards. “Tie her to the podium !” He snapped and the guards did his bidding.“No! Please!” She struggled against them, but it was futile.The General caressed her face and she felt hot tears of frustration running out of the corner of her eyes.“Why are you doing this?”“It’s simple really. I want power, and you my dear, will give it to me. A
She heard his footsteps. He was leaving her here, with these things. She once again tried to wiggle, but it was no use. She looked in the opposite direction and saw the journals. They had them both now, her mothers and Baptistes.She dreaded what was to come.“Ah, very clever.” She heard one of the evil monks say, as he read both journals simultaneously at an alarming rate.“Vander, what did you find?”Another one asked.“The General’s source was correct. The stone is hidden inside of her. The Queen performed a forbidden ritual on the Princess. It says here: nisi quod verum est de actum donandi erit reserare gemma perfer euntis in medio sui.”
She felt her body convulsing as the hot white pain seared through her.”“Please ! Stop! You're killing me !” She screamed in between gut wrenching gasps. When she could open her eyes she saw their eyes had went from a bright white and were now red. They were still chanting.“My heart, my mother; my heart, my mother. My heart of my life upon earth. May naught rise up against me in judgm-”She closed her eyes as the pain washed over her in waves. She had lost control of her body and was about to lose consciousness when she heard a loud blast. She turned her head as best she could in the direction of the noise and saw a large, floating ball of fluorescent blue light appear from out of nowhere. Sh