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-One month later-

Another letter has arrived. Lola was again surprised thought she knew this new letter will come. She had be corresponding with Mary for nearly a month and dozens of letters where sent betweem the two.

As she took the small envelope from the servant's hands and welcomed him to leave her chambers, Lola knew what she was supposedly doing. She will run to Francis and they will read the letter together. They did this each time this month.

Mary's letters were honey to their wounded hearts and minds. Her sweet and careful handwritten words were that little force that kept the fire of hope burning inside Francis and Lola. Their hope was focused on the same thing: to see again the beloved person.

'Francis' Lola said as she got Francis' chambers' door. She knocked once, twice, three times and nothing. 'Where are you, Francis?" She thought but said aloud.

Giving up on knocking, Lola started to think which was the next move as Francis was nowhere to be found. She started moving, her destination being her own chambers. As she was passing Mary's chambers, she thought she and read the new letter there. Entering the room, she heard a cry. It was low and full of pain.

She recognised immediately the person who was crying. He turned his face to the one who entered the room. She saw his teary eyes and a feeling of sadness invaded her soul. He said nothing. Actually, there were no words to be spoken.

'Francis...' Lola said with a kind and sweet voice. 'Are you okay? You do not look well. Francis, I know the feeling of being away from the one you love the most but believe me that it will be alright.'

She embraced him.

'Look, Francis! We have a new letter from her!'

Francis smiled as Lola took the piece of paper that the envelope contained. 'Would you like to read it for me, Lola? Your presence brings light and I will feel better.'

Lola's smile disappeared. 'Sebastian sai the same thing once... Very well, Francis!'

'My dearest Lola,

We have been riding for few days and my letters to you were delayed. I must apologize for this. I feel better now that I am wring to you.

I was happy to hear from your other letterthat Francis was able to take care of you and Greer. I understand Greer still hasn't given up her title. I am grateful to God for that. I am also grateful that you all are okay. I do not know what will be but I know that all my prayers reach God and he shall take care of you all.

How is Francis? I know I ask you this in each letter but I must know. I am at miles away, but I still think about him. My heart still holds him there. I love him so much and I wish he would know that I never stopped. My dear Lola, I am a sinner for leaving him as I ran. But I do not regret that I left.

I keep losing all the words that were planned to written as I let me be overwhelmed by emotions. I try to be strong so that I will reach that destination I have, but it is hard when the dearest friend and the love of my life are home, hurt and heartbroken.

I will wait for those letters of yours which will reach me for sure.

Your friend, Mary'

Both smiled full of pain and gratitude that Mary was alright, but, afteel all, she was still away. The breathed relieved and kept staring at each other.

'Francis...' Lola said, breaking the silence. She was shaking. 'Why she doesn't say anything about Sebastian?' Why, Francis?'

'I do not know.'

'What if...'

'Nothing happened. Mary would have mentioned it.'

Lola's voice was unsure and shaking. The girl's face was hit by tears which looked more like some pearls. 'Francis, you know she wouldn't want to scare us and of he is hurt Sebastian wouldn't want us to know that. I know him'

'Lola, I know him too, he is okay. Do not worry. Look, write another letter to Mary and also ask about Bash. You will soon see that he is alright.'

'How are you so sure?'

He smiled. 'He is my brother and he is really too egoist to make himself look weak in your eyes.'

A small smile invaded her face. She was somehow amused by the words spoken by Francis.

'Thank you.'

'Would you want to help me with a thing? I want to try something.' Francis said. His face was bright and somehow serious. That made her very curious. Lola is curious by nature.

'What?'

Can you bring me all the letters you received from Mary?' He said.

She agreed and quickly ran to her chambers. She found the little box under her bed where she keeps the letters hidden. As she took it, she found herself checking the latest envelope for something. She sensed something else was there.

Another, a smaller, piece of paper was there. She read the first words and a light smile invaded her face.

''Dear Lola,

I asked Mary to let me send you an own letter. I had to.

I should ask you how are you doing. But I won't. I know already. Mary reads aloud every letter from you and just imagining you saying the words written in those beautiful letter makes me feel better. You have this effect on me.

I can't not think about you. You are beautiful and I wish I could see your face again. I am so sorry I can't. Will you understand that?

I know you will.

My soul is heavy. My heart is heavy too. I see one light, but the distance is the shadow over me.

I must tell you what I told Mary when she read me your very first letter. I might be in love with you, however I know and you must know that I cannot let love and all my desires to stand in my way. I treasure love, I tresure my love for you but I want my freedom before anything. I am so much of an egoist and I am really sorry for that.

The light of the day for me is a letter from you. I shall wait.

-Bash''

She smiled. For that moment, there was no pain. She felt no more pain that Sebastian was away. With this piece of paper, he was with her. There was a shade of gratitude, happiness and relief that Sebastian knew about her feelings and felt same. At least, he felt almost the same.

Lola decided the letter was only for her. Her letters were his light and his were hers. That was for sure.

She let herself be released from the moment of the dreams. Then she took the box and all letters, except her key to happiness, and ran back to Francis.

'What happened? It took you something.' He said.

She smiled. 'The box was under my bed. It was hard to get there with a corset on.' She handed the box to Francis.

'Look, what I want to do. We have the letters if we compare the villages from where the letters were sent from and a certain map of France, we might finally see in which direction they are going and we can calculate when they will arrive when they will arrive in a certain location.'

'And what will happen there, in that location?'

He smiled full of light. 'We will wait f or them there.'

'But how will we get fast enough to reach them? What if they are near the border?'

Francis raised one eyebrow. His eye met hers and they sent her a clear message. 'Trust me.' Those said.

'Very well. I will help you. But if we really do this we must be sure we are able to leave the Court fast, before they catch us.'

'Of course, of course. However I must ask you not to say a word to Lady Greer and Lady Kenna. I will try assure they are okay while we are away.'

Lola agreed with a small move of her head.

'Then we should start' she said

'Dearest Mary,

I love receiving each letter from you. In this letter, I have almost nothing to say. I must apologize about that, mustn't I?

Your words to Francis made him so happy. I enjoyed seeing him full of light. Your love to him is not in vain. Neither his to you. I know you asked me not to tell him Nostradamus's premonitions but I find myself chosing the words to tell him. He is confused about your reasons to leave, but this won't let his love for you to descrease.

Francis might leave the Court for a while. We all believe your sudden leave made him unwell. He asked ,e to go with him at another castle somewhere in the Eastern France. I felt this invitation was unusual and unexpected. I agreed for two reasons: to tell him more about you because he seems to be so happy and full of light when we talk about you and there is also an own reason. I also want to ask him more about Sebastian. My love for Sebastian is, I suppose, it is as strong and Francis's love for you and yours to him. I just came to realize that how much his name heals my heart.

I kept writing short letters because there are no words to be spoken without repeating what had already been told. You will understand this, Mary, I know this.

Your friend, Lola'

Mary stopped from reading. The letter from Lola to her ended. She knew who the other paper was adressed to.

'Bash, this is yours' she said slowly. Mary was somehow curious about the other letter but it wasn't hers and that was very clear to her.

'Would you like to read it to me? It is harder to imagine her when I focus on the words' he said.

She smiled. 'No. It is yours. You have to read it'

'Very well' he said and then took the small letter. His eyes widened as he saw the first words. His happiness could be seen on his face.

''Dear Sebastian,

We must be the same, mustn't we?

I was happy and grateful to read your words. That small piece of paper is my light for the moment. I shall treasure it no matter what.

I understand your thoughts. I am happy you are taking care of yourself first. Freedom is what we all want and I can see the bravery of your doings. You are the most courageous person I met. I am grateful to God that he chose me to fall in love with you.

I am being selfish right now when I ask you to write more. Reading your words, your voices us heard by my ears. Those moments when I can hear your voice are the most precious to me.

I start to lose my words, as I always do. I am sorry for this and I am sorry that I must end the letter, thought if I could I would keep writing the same words already written above and another words you might already know I can say.

-Lola''

Mary smiled as she saw his expression. His face was showing am expression of happiness, due to the beautiful words of Lola, relief, due to Lola undestanding him, and faith that the fate will soon be kinder to them.

'Mary, as soon as we get to the next village, we have to write another letter' he said and smiled.

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