We were walking on thin ice for the last part of it, pretending that nothing is wrong. When I heard that you've met someone, a pretty young lady on one of your travels, I thought, "this must be the end of it" I took the news the happiest way that I can and muster the most congratulatory voice I can have and said "congratulations on your new fiancé Your Majesty."
"Ne Wolfram, its Yuri! Yuri! Do I have to keep reminding you like Conrad?"
"Of course not you wimp!" most of the occupants laugh at our small banter easing the tension in the air when you suddenly announced her existence.
Days, weeks passed everyone in the kingdom is in an uproar, who would have thought that I Wolfram Von Belfielt, the little lord brat would have accepted the end of our engagement that solemnly. How could I not? when finally for the last five years that you have been trapped in this mistake you smiled at me while holding her hands.
One day you suddenly came running to where I was asking me if, "Wolfram! Will you be my best man for my wedding with Anna?" clutching my chest I answered you with a nod and faked a smile. How could I decline you when once again I saw that goofy smile of yours. I swore that day that I would protect that smile of yours even if it means my sorrow.
Everyone were busy preparing for your wedding and tomorrow will be your big day. We were at one of the hall that was prepared by Gunter to look like a tavern to celebrate your last day being a bachelor. Everyone noticed that you've been drinking more than you usually have and before the night ends you were dead drunk as well as the others. When I helped you to your room you suddenly pushed inside your room and kissed me like you love me, at first I tried to push you but desire took over my rationality. We made love, that's what I wanted to believe but I know it was just your carnal instinct to mate and the alcohol driving you to this – the thing that you despised the most.
I promise this will be the first and last that we will be making this mistake. Thank you for a great parting gift that you have bestowed to me. Though in the morning in your memory none of this has happened… For when tomorrow come I will make sure that not even a trace of this has happened and I will see you smile your brightest while looking at your future.