Preface:
Is there such thing as only having one true love? The question forced its self into my mind, as I sat, shock still, as I stare at my two lovers fighting to protect me. There eyes fierce, ones a deep green, such as the forest in twilight. The others such a dark hazel it looked like the baked red clay of the terra cotta pots I once saw in a shops window. I love them both deeply… Blood. There is blood, the crimson liquid scaring the foliage covered earth.
The scarlet drops running down their steal weapons like the tears running down my cheeks. Man after man is slaughtered before my eyes, the dyeing gasps rattling in there ripped throats or mangled bellies, there last sight is that of a fair maiden, eyes wide and unblinking, face whitened of any color save that but a few drops of there companions blood spotted across her white skin. And lastly the bright flash of a blood soaked dagger or sword, approaching them with lightening speed to deal the final deadly blow.
My loved one fought for my safety, I realized, and I just sit here vulnerable and weeping like a child whose favorite toy was taken from her. Didn't I learn to fight? Can't I help? Taking a deep breath to calm myself, I move to get up and feel a sharp pain in my side…an arrow. Its tip burred deep into my abdomen. My blood slowly pumping out, soaking my torn gown. Two equally victorious shouts make me look up, my vision fogging slightly, my head feeling light.
They relinquish their blades from their fleshy prison, sizing each other up after cleaning their blades in the earth, after a minute each grabs the others arm in a shake. Of acceptance or of friendship I do not know, moving slightly, unintentionally, a small gasp of pain escape my blue tinted lips. They both turn and see me drop to the side. Both rush to my side, worry etched in there eyes and faces, my soft faint voice barley loud enough for them to hear me, "…heh…you worked together…. m-my prince…and my thief…together."
My eyes slowly close, as the world slowly grows cold. I feel warm urgent hands on my face, my neck checking my heart rate, and then shaking me. Both my lover's voices calling to me, begging and pleading me to stay. Wait lovers? But I'm only in love with one…. I love...