A/N: Hello readers and LOVELY reviewers! Sorry to keep you waiting! Especially after that awful cliffhanger! Thing is I had been having tons of homework at University so I didn't have any time to write. It was soooo stressing lol! Appart from that, I am having play rehearsals Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays form 6 to 9 pm so you can have an idea how tired I was. Buuuuut no more waiting here issssss CHAPTER 8!
I ran towards her and hugged her with all my strength. My mother, Oh1 how have I miss her. But how? I remembered when Margaret clearly told me she had no news from my mother. Not letting my mother go I turned to look at Margaret who was fighting back tears. As if reading my thoughts my mother turned my face to look at her and said…
"I told Margaret not to tell you anything dear, I wanted to surprise you" Even though she smiled at me I could see the grief on her face.
I slowly let her go and looked at her intently, her face was pale and small wrinkles had started to appear close to her eyes. I knew it was impossible to get those in only two days but I could swear in the name of god I had never seen them. Then my eyes traveled to her dress…black…
"Darling I…" My mother started but I just fell to the ground.
My legs couldn't help me stand anymore. I felt as if someone was pressing my chest hard, tears started to well up in my eyes making my eyes sting. But I couldn't, I had to remain strong for her. As I looked at the carpet I felt my mother kneel towards me and embrace me. She must have motioned something to Margaret for she left in that instant.
"It is fine if you cry" She said softly "I have done that myself"
"I do not want to cry now mother" I lied
My mother gazed into my eyes, as she did so I got the feeling she could read my thoughts, see my soul. She gave a small smile and stood up. From where I was sting she looked to strong, so noble, but I knew my mother much to well…a part of her had died…together with my father. Died, such a simple word but with so much meaning, just thinking of it makes tears want to fall. I took my mother's outstretched hand and she helped me up. Together, hand in hand, we traveled to the border of the bed and sat down.
"My dear…my baby. I know this is not the right time to talk of this but I am afraid I have not much time" She said and I knew exactly where this conversation was heading. "As you know, we…you, cannot inherit any of your father's money" She waited for my response.
"I am aware of that mother" I answered trying to hide any emotion.
"I have decided not to marry you on a rush, I had the luck of finding a good husband in your father but not all the ladies have the same luck" I breathed out in relief as she said this. But then again…
"Mother I do not mean to sacrifice your wealth by not marrying. If that is what needs to be done in order for you to remain having the kind of life you are having now, then let it be." She had done so much for me for so long. This was my way of repayment.
"No, I will not have my daughter marrying for money" she stated with a smile as she touched one side of my face "I want her to marry for love"
"Then what will we do? We need money to life"
"That is exactly what I wanted to talk to you about" She told me placing both hands on mine "I have spoken to the queen, she had granted you permission to remain as her guest in this palace"
"She has?" I asked completely astonished. Either this woman was utterly blind or she truly believed that enemies should be kept closer than friends.
"Yes" My mother answered with a smile "You will have everything you need here. The Queen must really like you my Marion"
"She is a very kind person" I said with a fake smile plastered on my face. After what had happened with the King I no longer had desires to stay here inside the castle. But as I had said, my mother had done so much for me, the least I could do is obey now.
"She certainly is…as for me, I will go to one of the King's properties in France to look over it" She said
"But..."
It couldn't be. I was going to loose both my mother and father, I knew this could happen but I never thought she would be send away so far. France, that was days form here, I could not be able to visit her often. I realize then, that I had to tell her everything about what had been happening. I knew she would worry but maybe, if she knew, she could find a way to take me with her to France.
"Mother I…" I started saying but she place her hand playfully on top of my mouth.
"My little one, a chariot is waiting for me outside, I would love to stay with you and keep you company but I am afraid that I…"
"You have to leave, I know mother" I said and hugged her with all my heart and soul.
She stood up and I followed her to the door of the room. It was there when I remembered I was still with my wet clothes. But I could not care any less, If I dies at least I won't have to stay here and live a nightmare or be away from the only person in who I could entirely trust. As we were about to cross the doorway, my mother turned to look at me.
"I beg you, Marion, do not follow me to the chariot, it would be even harder than it is" I simply hugged her again as she kissed my forehead as she used to when I was a child.
"And promise me, that at some point you will cry" she said as she went away.
Once I saw her figure disappear I threw myself to the carpet and allowed all my tears to fall, all my pains to go away, all my rage to disappear. I got rid of all emotion, it was what needed to be done in order to fit into this world and I knew it.
A/N: So surprised you? Lol…hope you like it. Hey no cliffie here ) PLEASE I BEG YOU REVIEW!
LOVES, Mara!
