Loves Arrow


The elegant red haired young woman stared blankly out her bedroom window. Feeling the cool breeze blow her hair around in the silent wind. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Without making a noise she stood from her wooden chair, and began to walk away from her window; her pale pink dress swooshing behind her. A knock on the door came just as she laid on her bed. She sighed and wished the person away, but from the sound of the constant knocking, she realized they would be heard before leaving. Sighing again she stood and opened the door; only to be greeted by her best friend; Duchess Naomi.

Leena forced a smile upon her lips, "Naomi, Tis good to see you. What brings you here?" asked Leena in a cheerful tone.

Naomi smiled and hugged her friend, "Your father told me of the good news! You are to be married to Prince Harry!" said Naomi, her voice full of excitement.

Leena's eyes fell to the floor, and she walked to her windowsill, staring and the happy little birds nestled in a tree together with their young ones.

Naomi walked forward, towards her friend, sensing something wrong. "What's the matter? Are you not happy?" she asked, her voice softer.

Leena closed her eyes, and then opened them again starring outside still, "How can I be happy, when I am forced into marrying someone I do not love?" asked Leena, solemn detected in her voice.

Naomi wrapped her arms around her in a gentle sisterly hug, "Oh Leena, you were always worried about finding someone to love. But don't worry, you will. Prince Harry is a fine, honorable young man who will make a great husband and King. He will be good for you, and who knows; you may even learn to love him." Said Naomi with a reassuring voice.

Leena looked up at her friend, "Is that how it was for you and the Duke's son Brad Hunter? He just became Duke this year, am I right? After his father passed away?" Leena asked, looking fully at her friend again.

"Ay, you are right. Poor Brad, loosing his father this past year was hard on him. No it was not like that at all. Brad and I fell in love the moment we met each other at the altar." Said Naomi, getting stars in her purple orbs for eyes.

"I hope it will be that way for me. But I am not sure if I can love someone I am being forced to marry." Leena nearly shouted at the top of her lungs.

Naomi grasped her shoulders, "Leena! Calm down! If you feel so strongly about this marriage, why have you not spoken to your father about putting it off?" Naomi asked, her voice just above a whisper.

Leena sobbed inaudibly, "I knows what my father will say, he won't allow it." She sobbed on her friends shoulder.

"If it bugs you this much, maybe you should try. Or are you more willing to forever suffer asking the question, what if?" Naomi asked, seeing her friend lighten up and her tears fade.

"You are right. Come, I will speak a word with my father," said Leena as she began to pull her friend out of her room.

Naomi protested and yanked the younger girl back in, "Leena, I would love to go, and support thee. But forgive me, for I cannot. My selfish heart forbids it so." Said Naomi, her voice solemn this time.

Leena stared at her blankly, "Oh heavenly best friend, to whom I have loved as a sister, why will you not go with me?"

Naomi bit her lip, and sighed, "I cannot, for your brother is by your father's side, and I cannot look him in the eye." Naomi cried, fighting back the tears.

"Naomi, dear friend, what fray happened here?" asked Leena confused.

"Your brother, Sir Leon, and I fell in love and we planned to run away and marry in secret... But I was a coward. And he can't stand to be in the same room as me now. I am in love with my husband now, and your brother cannot forgive me for what I have done to him."

Leena now stood there, shocked, in her utter amazement. "Do you thou love my brother, or your husband?"

Naomi gasped through her tears, "My husband, but of course. I thought I was in love with your brother, but when I met Brad it changed. I suppose, I never really loved him at all. And I feels awful, for making him alone." Her voice sang her tears that she would not shed.

Leena hung her head, in sadness, "Tis alright, I will go alone. Wish me luck, for I will need it," said Leena as she began to walk out the door.

Naomi lifted her head, and seen her friend walk out, wrapping her arms around her she whispered to herself, "Good luck."

Leena traveled down the stairs of the house and walked into her fathers' parlor. Catching him talking to her brother Leon, just as Naomi had said. She cleared her throat to let them know she was there. They snapped their head in her direction and smiled.

"Ah, Tis my good daughter, we were just speaking of you," said her father as he kissed her cheek.

"Thank you father, but why were you speaking of about me?" her curious voice perked up.

Her brother walked over to her and hugged her gently, "Father has just given me word that you are to be married. Congratulations dear sister," said Leon as he pulled away from his sister to get a good look at her. "My these years have turned you into a lady at sixteen, and to be married to a prince. What a surprise!"

Leena stared at the floor, she didn't know what to say. Her father read her face and knew something was wrong. "Hm, Leena, why did you come down here?"

She lifted her head and spoke quietly, "I wish to speak to you alone father, but I can wait if it pleases you." Said Leena as she curtsied, like a lady.

"Ha! Look at this! Not even married to the Prince yet and She's already acting like a Princess." Her father joked and laughed with his son. "Well, Leon if you please, leave your sister and I in peace, so we may speak privately."

Leon nodded, "But of course father, fairwell sis, may God be with you, and I will see you on the upcoming wedding day."

Leena nodded, "Fairwell big brother, I will see you there," said Leena as she watched him exit the room, closing the door behind him. Once the door clanged together with the other one, did she turn and face her father.

He walked around his desk and then sat in his chair, "Come now Leena, what troubles thee so?" he asked his tone still humorous.

"Father, I have come to speak about the marriage you have arranged for me," Leena started gently.

Her father raised an eyebrow, "What is there to discuss?"

"Father all though I am thankful for what you are trying to do for me and my future, just like I am thankful for the sun and the moon. But father, I wish it not to be; this marriage you have set for me." Replied Leena as she stood there in the parlor, awaiting her fathers reply.

"Grateful indeed, but no way of showing it. Your mother made this marriage, before she died. And out of respect and my wife's wishes, I will agree. You will marry Prince Harry, on that fateful summer day we had set!" her father yelled.

Leena flinched but did not exit the room, "But father, I do not love him!"

Her father turned to her and gave her a fierce look, "Love? Grow to love him! And love him you shall! You will leave early tomorrow, before the sunset, and you my darling daughter will live there with our Prince. And marry him, as soon as summer sets!"

"Go with him now? But father its only fall!"

"I know this to be true! But you will go, and see your mothers plans through!" he snapped, "Now be gone, away from my sight. I wish it no more, to see you this night."

Leena stepped back, tears running down her face, she turned and opened the door, running far, far away. She ran past the fountain in the main garden and threw herself on the stone bench. Naomi came up behind her, her velvet green dress blowing in the wind. She then wrapped her arms around her friend as her tears soaked her dress.

Leena sobbed, "It is not fair, he hates me because he thinks it was I who killed his wife. Since she died giving birth to me." Leena sobbed on her friends shoulder, the night fall air making Goosebumps rise on her exposed skin.

"Go ahead and cry Leena, go ahead and cry," said Naomi as her tune was so soft, it spoke quietly like the wind.


Author: Well, I hope you all enjoyed the first part of the fic. Harry, Jamie, Bit and some other characters will appear in the next chapter. Till then, bye!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Zoids, or the characters.