Ok my darlings I was sitting in 4th period today ad WHAM! this just hit me. I might make a sequel to it. And for those of you reading "What A Secret Can Do" I'm still working on chapter 3 :). DISCLAIMER: I do not own Kingdom of Heaven :c R&R!
His words keep playing back in my head, over and over again.
"As wretched as I am, these Arabs believe that the chastisment that awaits me in Hell is far more severe and lasting."
I don't believe it; he always said he was wretched, but he has always been beautiful to me. All I ever saw when I looked at him was beauty. He told me to remember him as if we were still eighteen. I told him I couldn't do that for we have so many memories together. True, his condition was never good to him; but it made him appreciate everything he had even more. But now that he's gone, Guy is king and my husband's kingdom shall perish under his arrogance. But even though he's gone, I can still hear his voice, hear him writing down little thoughts he had. All this leads me to ponder my last question for my true king:
"How can you be in Hell, when you're in my heart?"