Piscine De Passion: Pt. One
Chapter One: So Long Ago
The young monk in training trailed behind the beautiful girl in front of him. They chattered over gossip and weather before the monk decided to find his voice.
"My love have you decided yet?" the boy asked. She gave him a skittish look eyeing the boy in front of her. He was tall and dark haired. He had amazing blue eyes, crystal blue, that gave him an innocent air. He looked young to be eighteen, and she looked old to be two years his junior. He was a hit among the girls. He was very strong, the muscles always hidden behind his black dress. ( Dress as in clothes not as in he's wearing a dress. More like robes. ) He was also a poet, and had a beautiful voice. She was very lucky to have snagged him away. No, she's not ugly, in fact she's beautiful, stunning, outdoing every girl known to him. She was an odd one yes, but beauty was never a thing to be taken lightly. With beauty came power, and with power came respect. The girls might swarm and swoon over him, but the elders eyed him as someone they must tolerate for a time. He wanted all the respect and command he could muster.
"My lady, love?" he questioned when she didn't answer. She jerked her head up, acting very shy.
"Why yes, yes Kabi, I'll do it. I don't know what my parents would say, but mother would be happy for me. Why must we be so secretive?" she asked him eyes full of love and adoration. He gave her a fake smile.
"You'll know in due time sweet flower, you'll know." He whispered.
"Do you love me?" she asked. Her eyes were full of emotion, and a bit of quilt seeped into him. As easy comes, easy goes.
"I've waited all my life for someone like you. Could've had any girl I wanted, but I want you. Saved myself for you too." he said quickly, whispering the last sentence with a wink. She giggled.
The day, and time was set for when they'd run away. He played with her for the rest of the afternoon, teasing and toying, but also drowning her with promises of love and a deeper connection. He asked if she wanted to wait for the wedding night, she said no, not wanting to hurt him. It was a bad judgment call on her part. But she couldn't be happier, knowing they were bound together.
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Okay I'm hoping that's going to be the shortest chapter I'll have to do, but we'll see in due time. Well, I didn't name but one name, if you read the beginning you'd know the girl, but I've unveiled her in the next chapter. If you wanna know about the name, it's Passion Pool in french. I said her father was a languist, so natully, she's know different languages too right. I don't know if different languages were known at this time, or if foreign people were in diffent places. But I've put different races and stuff in this story. Hope you like it.
Chapter One: So Long Ago
The young monk in training trailed behind the beautiful girl in front of him. They chattered over gossip and weather before the monk decided to find his voice.
"My love have you decided yet?" the boy asked. She gave him a skittish look eyeing the boy in front of her. He was tall and dark haired. He had amazing blue eyes, crystal blue, that gave him an innocent air. He looked young to be eighteen, and she looked old to be two years his junior. He was a hit among the girls. He was very strong, the muscles always hidden behind his black dress. ( Dress as in clothes not as in he's wearing a dress. More like robes. ) He was also a poet, and had a beautiful voice. She was very lucky to have snagged him away. No, she's not ugly, in fact she's beautiful, stunning, outdoing every girl known to him. She was an odd one yes, but beauty was never a thing to be taken lightly. With beauty came power, and with power came respect. The girls might swarm and swoon over him, but the elders eyed him as someone they must tolerate for a time. He wanted all the respect and command he could muster.
"My lady, love?" he questioned when she didn't answer. She jerked her head up, acting very shy.
"Why yes, yes Kabi, I'll do it. I don't know what my parents would say, but mother would be happy for me. Why must we be so secretive?" she asked him eyes full of love and adoration. He gave her a fake smile.
"You'll know in due time sweet flower, you'll know." He whispered.
"Do you love me?" she asked. Her eyes were full of emotion, and a bit of quilt seeped into him. As easy comes, easy goes.
"I've waited all my life for someone like you. Could've had any girl I wanted, but I want you. Saved myself for you too." he said quickly, whispering the last sentence with a wink. She giggled.
The day, and time was set for when they'd run away. He played with her for the rest of the afternoon, teasing and toying, but also drowning her with promises of love and a deeper connection. He asked if she wanted to wait for the wedding night, she said no, not wanting to hurt him. It was a bad judgment call on her part. But she couldn't be happier, knowing they were bound together.
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Okay I'm hoping that's going to be the shortest chapter I'll have to do, but we'll see in due time. Well, I didn't name but one name, if you read the beginning you'd know the girl, but I've unveiled her in the next chapter. If you wanna know about the name, it's Passion Pool in french. I said her father was a languist, so natully, she's know different languages too right. I don't know if different languages were known at this time, or if foreign people were in diffent places. But I've put different races and stuff in this story. Hope you like it.
