John Smith POV-

I was wondering how I could stop this wedding. Pocahontas was my legal wife I knew. She knew that too. But we had no proof for our claim. Rolfe was the royal advisor. He had much power. I could see no way before me. Still I knew that I needed to save my wife.

I had no idea when I walked to the little home I shared with my best friend Thomas. But I was so confused. I was feeling very tired. I threw myself in a nearby chair & buried my face in my hands. A sigh ripped my throat.

I had no idea how long I sat like that. My thoughts were broken with a soft touch on my shoulder. I raised my head to find Tomas watching me with much concern in his face. 'Have you met Pocahontas?' he asked.

'Yes,' I nodded 'And she is going to marry Rolfe tomorrow morning.' I sighed. Thomas's grip tightened on my shoulder. His eyes widened 'How can she do that? I thought she loves you.

'Yes,' I sighed 'She still does. But she's in a trap.'

My words made Thomas's face turning darker. A deep frown appeared in his face. He quickly rushed inside & came out with two pieces of papers in his hands. He settled beside me & said 'Look John.'

I looked at the papers. One was the divorce letter that I received from Pocahontas this morning & another one the paper in which we signed our oath on the day of our wedding. And I thought I lost that paper.

'I found this one in you cloths when we rescued you from the shipwreck.' A huge grin appeared in Thomas's face.

But I wasn't listening to him much. My eyes caught at the signatures at the end of two letters. Both were the sign of Pocahontas. They were almost alike but there was something different about the one in the divorce letter.

'Thomas,' I whispered 'Look at this.' I handed him the papers. Thomas threw me a confused look & looked into the papers. Another deep frown crossed his forehead. 'John!' he exclaimed.

'Yes!' Now my voice was trembling with excitement 'The signature is fake. The divorce letter is invalid.'

'Yes, John!' Thomas's eyes were shining with excitement 'Now we can save her.'

And we hugged each other. But a moment later our celebration was interrupted with a knock at the door. We looked at each other's face. At last we decided to open the door.

On the other side a beautiful woman with fiery red hair was standing in the cold. She set her deep blue eyes upon me & whispered 'May I speak with John Smith?'

'Yes!' I replied. 'But who are you?' there was a query in my voice.

'I'm Rebecca Rolfe, John Rolfe's wife.' She replied in a cold voice & walked inside.

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We sat by the fire & Rebecca began her story.

'John Rolfe married me three years ago. We loved each other so deeply that people envied us. But when he joined as the diplomat at the king's court, everything began to change. He began hankering after money leaving me alone in the home. After the birth of our first child I became sick. Doctor advised me to spend some days in the countryside. The fresh air will heal me. So he sent me to Scotland in a remote village. He returned to London saying he had some important works to do. From then I never got any news from him.' Her voice became thick with tears. Her small body began trembling in order to resist her tears. She took another deep breath & began 'Then I decided to return to London. And then I heard that he's going to marry another girl.'

At last she broke into tears. I scooted closer to her & patted her back softly 'Don't worry, sister. We'll stop the marriage. Pocahontas is my wife. As far as I know a man can't take another wife while his previous wife is alive or not divorced.'

She raised her beautiful face to look at me & whispered 'Tell me what I should do?'

And the red glow of the fire was dancing upon her face.

Pocahontas's POV-

'Look dear what a beautiful dress my Johnny got for you!' Mrs. Jerkins was admiring the elaborate white wedding dress. The long dress cascaded from my waist in many layers to kiss the ground. The white veil was trailing behind me. I looked at my reflection upon the mirror. It wasn't the same Pocahontas looking at me. The girl who loved a stranger was lost somewhere behind this elaborate gowns & jewelries. And I couldn't recognize myself.

The carriage had arrived to take the bride to the church. I tried to graceful while descending through the stairs. Many maids & servants were waiting to accompany the bride. Mrs. Jerkin's was beaming. But the bride was indifferent.

I looked around myself searching for a familiar face. He promised to be here today. He promised to save me from this trap.

But I couldn't see his handsome face or his dazzling blue eyes anywhere.

And the carriage stopped near the church.

I'd going to be married to Rolfe within a few moment.

But where was my rescuer, John Smith?

Only one more to go for this story.

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