He hated hosting.
Even if he WAS the great Captain Georg Von Trapp. He didn't care much for his title….. or his role in high society. This is what his father wanted for him. What his parents had planned for him.
He wanted to travel the world with his true love. (whoever that may be)
He wanted to write his novel in the south of France… bring his children to the great beaches in Greece.
the life he missed out on because he did the 'morally right thing' and followed in his father's footsteps. Now here he was, sitting at the head of the table at this High society dinner he was hosting in honor of retiring early from the Navy. He was only 35.. But now that his parents have passed away he felt it was time he settled down and began the life he's always wanted.
He grew up in a very wealthy family. He was an only child and always longed for a sibling. His parents were very strict but were never really there for him. He would have governess after governess but always chased them away in order to get his mother's attention. But all she would do is just hire another governess.
Now that his parents have passed, he inherited everything. The house. The money. Von Trapp industries…. but none of that really mattered to him. He was all alone now and had no one to enjoy these things with.
His thoughts were interrupted when he heard Max rise from the other end of the table getting everyone's attention.
"I'd like to propose a toast to my best friend, my brother, and my old war buddy. we're going to miss you out there but I wish the best for you and your future".
with the clink of everyone's glasses and the unified drinking of the finest champagne in all of Austria, the guests began to exit the villa.
Later that night, he lay in bed reading his favorite book of mixed poetry. It always made him feel better. But that didn't really help tonight. He hated sleeping alone. He hated living alone. the only people who he was around were his servants.
The next morning he woke up with a mission. He wasn't going to be upset or sad. He was going to go make and find the life he was born to live. Because what was the point of being depressed and not doing anything about it?
He had his breakfast and made his business calls for the day, (he was the CEO of Von Trapp industries now…) he made his way to the car. but not before being stopped by Franz at the door offering to drive him.
"No need Franz. I have no specific destination today" He said with joy in his voice.
It's been a while since he had felt any kind of hope or joy for no particular reason.
He got in the car and drove off. He wanted to visit one particular place before going off on his 'mission'
a place that was very near and dear to his heart. Untersberg.
He loved the outdoors. It explains his love for traveling. He used to visit this mountain all the time as a boy. He would run away from his governess-at-the-time and just sit on the mountain and watch the clouds. It was a secluded place, which is what he loved about it. Well, secluded except for the 'friend' he made on the mountain. Once in a while he saw this girl. He wouldn't talk to her of course- but he used to see her sometimes. She would do the same thing as him. Just sit and watch the clouds. Maybe she went there for the same reasons as him.
He pulled up onto the mountain and walked up to where he used to sit. he took a deep breath and looked around. Not a soul in sight. He closed his eyes and laid down in the grass. Oh how he's missed this. He hasn't been to this mountain since he was 12. After that his father sent him off to school to become a naval officer.
After about an hour's time passed, he found himself to have drifted off to a light snooze. But he awakened to a faint singing from the distance…
"The hills are alive, with the sound of music"
It sounded like an angel. Had he died and gone to heaven?
"With songs they have sung, for a thousand years"
"Where was that coming from?" He quickly stood up and looked everywhere.
He started following the voice.
TBC...