Adonia was King Surmail's daughter. They lived in the land of Toruna. Toruna was a beautiful land with green grass and flowers of all the colors of the rainbow. There wasn't much crime and all the peasants respected and loved their royal family. Toruna was a trading land with the kingdom of Troy. It just so happens the two royal families were long time friends.
Adonia was not like many women of this time. A woman's role in society was to feed the children, take care of their husbands, and tend the garden. To Adonia this all seemed too normal and boring. When the men would go off to war to fight she would wish many times that she could do the same. She was a very passionate woman. She had a strong passion for her land and for a man--- Paris.
For this her father kept a close eye on her. Rarely could she venture out at night or go anywhere without her father's permission. He knew that if he left her unwatched she could do something drastic. Adonia felt like she was trapped. She was afraid she would be locked away forever without making her own decisions or doing what she pleased. She felt alone and powerless.
Troy was a desert land. It was surrounded by a great wall which kept all enemies out. It was the prime place for trade. Troy had two prince's; the oldest being named Hector and the youngest, Paris. King Priam was the ruler of the kingdom of Troy was beloved by all that knew him.
Paris was always known to speak his mind and sometime do unthinkable things when it came to what he cared about. When he fell madly in love with his longtime friend, Adonia, he knew they should be together forever. He did everything in his power to get her to admit she loved him, for he already knew she did. He just need to hear her voice say she loved him. He tried everything; from standing outside her window at night and reading poetry to her to almost getting himself killed. But nothing would get her to admit her true feelings for him. So one night he rushed her out to the garden of the palace and placed his hands in hers.
"I need to know something right here, right now, or I shall live my life regretting the one thing I know is true in your heart." Paris said with true meaning. "Do you love me?"
Adonia looked into his eyes with such passion that either of them could imagine and the words that would start the best thing in both of their lives was said; "Yes, Paris, I love you."
Sitting there Paris could not help but smile. Remembering the moment where his whole life changed for the better could only make him feel happy, even when the kingdom was in doubt and all hope was lost, just remembering her face brought a smile to his face. While sitting there Paris starting to drift off into dream about the first time his heart was ever broken that could never fully healed...
"She's coming. I get to see her beautiful face again," Paris said in his mind.
This was the first time in a year since he saw the beautiful princess of Toruna, Adonia. He loved her greater than anyone could love anything in one lifetime. Only they were separated by a great sea and many, many miles of land.
When Adonia and her father walked into the throne room of Troy Paris' heart fluttered. There she was right in front of his very eyes. It was real, but to him it seemed like a dream. It was a dream he never wanted to end.
After asking for his leave her rushed Adonia out to the main garden behind the palace. They shared many moments in that garden. To him it seemed almost magical. Without a word Paris leaned over and passionately kissed Adonia. It had been so long since he last saw her he didn't want a minute to be wasted of not being with her.
After pulling away from the kiss Paris said, "I've missed you."
"It has been too long since we last saw one another. Maybe too long..." Adonia said.
There was a crackle in her voice because she knew they need to put an end to their love. She loved him with all her heart---that is why she knew she needed to do this. She wanted him to have a wife and children and be happy, like his older brother, Hector. She wanted him to be loved everyday for the rest of his life and be able to see the person who loved him all the time. That she could not give him. He knew this too.
"Paris, you should stop giving your love to me. You need to move on, find someone who can love you and see you all the time. It would be nearly impossible for that to work between us. We have both seen this coming and now it's happening. The next time I say goodbye should be the last time. I will never forget you or the love we've shared. I will remember us forever."
After this said she turned and walked toward the throne room. She couldn't bare to see Paris in so much pain, or have him see her in so much pain. But she knew she had to do it. She needed to make sure he would be happy forever.
There Paris stood with tears in his eyes. One trickled down his face onto his cheek. He needed to stand there and rethink what just happened. The worst thing possible had just happened and all he could do was stand there. He lost her, probably forever, and he knew this. He didn't fight her protests then, but he would now. He knew he could never live his life in happiness without knowing their love would be for now until the end of their days.
Adonia was not like many women of this time. A woman's role in society was to feed the children, take care of their husbands, and tend the garden. To Adonia this all seemed too normal and boring. When the men would go off to war to fight she would wish many times that she could do the same. She was a very passionate woman. She had a strong passion for her land and for a man--- Paris.
For this her father kept a close eye on her. Rarely could she venture out at night or go anywhere without her father's permission. He knew that if he left her unwatched she could do something drastic. Adonia felt like she was trapped. She was afraid she would be locked away forever without making her own decisions or doing what she pleased. She felt alone and powerless.
Troy was a desert land. It was surrounded by a great wall which kept all enemies out. It was the prime place for trade. Troy had two prince's; the oldest being named Hector and the youngest, Paris. King Priam was the ruler of the kingdom of Troy was beloved by all that knew him.
Paris was always known to speak his mind and sometime do unthinkable things when it came to what he cared about. When he fell madly in love with his longtime friend, Adonia, he knew they should be together forever. He did everything in his power to get her to admit she loved him, for he already knew she did. He just need to hear her voice say she loved him. He tried everything; from standing outside her window at night and reading poetry to her to almost getting himself killed. But nothing would get her to admit her true feelings for him. So one night he rushed her out to the garden of the palace and placed his hands in hers.
"I need to know something right here, right now, or I shall live my life regretting the one thing I know is true in your heart." Paris said with true meaning. "Do you love me?"
Adonia looked into his eyes with such passion that either of them could imagine and the words that would start the best thing in both of their lives was said; "Yes, Paris, I love you."
Sitting there Paris could not help but smile. Remembering the moment where his whole life changed for the better could only make him feel happy, even when the kingdom was in doubt and all hope was lost, just remembering her face brought a smile to his face. While sitting there Paris starting to drift off into dream about the first time his heart was ever broken that could never fully healed...
"She's coming. I get to see her beautiful face again," Paris said in his mind.
This was the first time in a year since he saw the beautiful princess of Toruna, Adonia. He loved her greater than anyone could love anything in one lifetime. Only they were separated by a great sea and many, many miles of land.
When Adonia and her father walked into the throne room of Troy Paris' heart fluttered. There she was right in front of his very eyes. It was real, but to him it seemed like a dream. It was a dream he never wanted to end.
After asking for his leave her rushed Adonia out to the main garden behind the palace. They shared many moments in that garden. To him it seemed almost magical. Without a word Paris leaned over and passionately kissed Adonia. It had been so long since he last saw her he didn't want a minute to be wasted of not being with her.
After pulling away from the kiss Paris said, "I've missed you."
"It has been too long since we last saw one another. Maybe too long..." Adonia said.
There was a crackle in her voice because she knew they need to put an end to their love. She loved him with all her heart---that is why she knew she needed to do this. She wanted him to have a wife and children and be happy, like his older brother, Hector. She wanted him to be loved everyday for the rest of his life and be able to see the person who loved him all the time. That she could not give him. He knew this too.
"Paris, you should stop giving your love to me. You need to move on, find someone who can love you and see you all the time. It would be nearly impossible for that to work between us. We have both seen this coming and now it's happening. The next time I say goodbye should be the last time. I will never forget you or the love we've shared. I will remember us forever."
After this said she turned and walked toward the throne room. She couldn't bare to see Paris in so much pain, or have him see her in so much pain. But she knew she had to do it. She needed to make sure he would be happy forever.
There Paris stood with tears in his eyes. One trickled down his face onto his cheek. He needed to stand there and rethink what just happened. The worst thing possible had just happened and all he could do was stand there. He lost her, probably forever, and he knew this. He didn't fight her protests then, but he would now. He knew he could never live his life in happiness without knowing their love would be for now until the end of their days.