.::Chapter 6::. Claudius' Sudden Departure
"Emelia!" I cried out pleading to my love. "It's not what it seems!" But I knew Emelia and she might be thinking, "What kind of man is he? Pushing the blame to a woman." I watched helplessly as she ran out of my room with her tears spilling over her shoulders. I turned around and glared with burning hatred at the serpent on my bed. But she simply just pouted her luscious lips at me and taunted," My Lord, what's done can never be undone." She laughed shrilly and slipped on her night gown and left the room. I stood there, my mind vague. "My Emelia, come back to me!" I cried out to the Gods. Why were they so unfair? How could they do this to me, do I no deserve to make Emelia my wife?
The afternoon sun had begun to set, I slipped on a leather tunic and a pair of doe-skin leggings and rushed out the room wildly in search of my true love. I found her weeping sadly by the stone bench. I walked over slowly and took her by the hand kissing it fervently. "My Lady do you not trust me but Marlett the serpent?" I cried out. I was torn and I was sure so was Emelia but I never could bear to lose her. She turned to look at me, her eyes puffy and bloodshot, and swiftly, she slapped me on my face. I winced, this woman had strength but she also had a weak heart. She continued to pound on me with her tiny fists but I grabbed onto her hands and kissed her with all my heart and soul. She did not squirm away but held there as our tongues twined with each other, our bodies hot. When we finally broke away, she surrender herself and said hoarsely," Do you think I could ever bear to lose you, my love?" She paused and finally broke into a smile. I embraced her in my warmth as the rose petals started to fall and wither as autumn was nearing. We held there for what seem like the longest hug in my life. When we broke apart, I kissed her forehead and whispered," I love you Emelia." She giggled and said," My lord I suppose you have lost your dignity and finally called me by my name." I chuckled as we strolled back to the palace. By then, it was dark and the palace was still rather gloomy. "She's come back to me!" I thought gleefully to myself, glancing over my shoulder as I watched the very beautiful Emelia walking hand in hand with me. She noticed me and giggled," My dear lord, please do not look at me, I look all ugly and rotten!" I laughed and brushed aside a fringe that dangled over her face and said soothingly," No matter what, you'll always look beautiful to me." She smiled and we entered the huge palace.
The night, I couldn't sleep. I had a dream about Emelia being wedded to me. The wedding was enchanting but suddenly, a serpent appeared on the wedding isle and it bit my arm just as I was about to slide the ring onto Emelia's fragile finger. I collapsed to the ground with Emelia holding onto my hand, feeding me some wine to numb my pain. She was crying some words of sorrow to me but I couldn't make out what she was saying as I slipped into the darkness. The next morning when I finally awoke, I found my sheets stained with sweat. I got up abruptly and cleansed myself in the tub. I hurried out of my room to tell Emelia about my dream. I went over to her chambers and found her still deep in sleep. She looked so innocent and beautiful and I sat by her bed, not wanting to wake her. Suddenly, I felt as she stroke my back gently. I turned around and saw her beautiful eyes not longer puffy but as clear as the morning sky. "I hope I didn't wake you my lady." She replied her voice muffled under the sheets," No my lord, I have been awake for a while." I kissed her and told her that I'll be going for breakfast first. She gave a gentle nod as I left the room. At the breakfast table, Marlett was there, she was slowly sipping some watered wine and when she saw me, she placed the goblet down and purred "Good morning my dear Lord, I trust that you had a good rest?" I scowled at her before snapping," I'm very fine!" I sat as far away from her as possible and within a few minutes, I watched Emelia descend from the stairs in a very ravishing gown of light blue and white which matched perfectly with a neatly-combed hair that spilled carelessly over her shoulders and her glittering blue eyes. I took her hand and kissed it as she settled beside me. I watch with glee as Marlett sat there, her face turning sour by the very moment. Suddenly, from afar, I heard a runner carrying Elsnore's flag running towards me. I dropped my grapefruit spoon abruptly. "What troubles are there at my home?" I asked my self worriedly. The runner cried out "Prince Claudius, his sire is ailing and at his death bed he wishes to see you!" My heart skipped a beat. "My father, dying?" Emelia grasped onto my hand tightly and I looked into her sympathetic eyes as thought they were saying "Your father needs you more than I do, return to your kingdom but return for me soon." I kissed her passionately as our lips first crushed against each other then finally feather gracefully on my lips. I rushed out of the palace with the runner and saddled my horse before turning back to take one last glace at my love. "I will come back for you and make you my wife!" I cried out. As I watch Emelia's figure fade away. My heart mourned for both my departing father and for my love Emelia. I repeated to myself, "I'll come back for you, surely."
"Emelia!" I cried out pleading to my love. "It's not what it seems!" But I knew Emelia and she might be thinking, "What kind of man is he? Pushing the blame to a woman." I watched helplessly as she ran out of my room with her tears spilling over her shoulders. I turned around and glared with burning hatred at the serpent on my bed. But she simply just pouted her luscious lips at me and taunted," My Lord, what's done can never be undone." She laughed shrilly and slipped on her night gown and left the room. I stood there, my mind vague. "My Emelia, come back to me!" I cried out to the Gods. Why were they so unfair? How could they do this to me, do I no deserve to make Emelia my wife?
The afternoon sun had begun to set, I slipped on a leather tunic and a pair of doe-skin leggings and rushed out the room wildly in search of my true love. I found her weeping sadly by the stone bench. I walked over slowly and took her by the hand kissing it fervently. "My Lady do you not trust me but Marlett the serpent?" I cried out. I was torn and I was sure so was Emelia but I never could bear to lose her. She turned to look at me, her eyes puffy and bloodshot, and swiftly, she slapped me on my face. I winced, this woman had strength but she also had a weak heart. She continued to pound on me with her tiny fists but I grabbed onto her hands and kissed her with all my heart and soul. She did not squirm away but held there as our tongues twined with each other, our bodies hot. When we finally broke away, she surrender herself and said hoarsely," Do you think I could ever bear to lose you, my love?" She paused and finally broke into a smile. I embraced her in my warmth as the rose petals started to fall and wither as autumn was nearing. We held there for what seem like the longest hug in my life. When we broke apart, I kissed her forehead and whispered," I love you Emelia." She giggled and said," My lord I suppose you have lost your dignity and finally called me by my name." I chuckled as we strolled back to the palace. By then, it was dark and the palace was still rather gloomy. "She's come back to me!" I thought gleefully to myself, glancing over my shoulder as I watched the very beautiful Emelia walking hand in hand with me. She noticed me and giggled," My dear lord, please do not look at me, I look all ugly and rotten!" I laughed and brushed aside a fringe that dangled over her face and said soothingly," No matter what, you'll always look beautiful to me." She smiled and we entered the huge palace.
The night, I couldn't sleep. I had a dream about Emelia being wedded to me. The wedding was enchanting but suddenly, a serpent appeared on the wedding isle and it bit my arm just as I was about to slide the ring onto Emelia's fragile finger. I collapsed to the ground with Emelia holding onto my hand, feeding me some wine to numb my pain. She was crying some words of sorrow to me but I couldn't make out what she was saying as I slipped into the darkness. The next morning when I finally awoke, I found my sheets stained with sweat. I got up abruptly and cleansed myself in the tub. I hurried out of my room to tell Emelia about my dream. I went over to her chambers and found her still deep in sleep. She looked so innocent and beautiful and I sat by her bed, not wanting to wake her. Suddenly, I felt as she stroke my back gently. I turned around and saw her beautiful eyes not longer puffy but as clear as the morning sky. "I hope I didn't wake you my lady." She replied her voice muffled under the sheets," No my lord, I have been awake for a while." I kissed her and told her that I'll be going for breakfast first. She gave a gentle nod as I left the room. At the breakfast table, Marlett was there, she was slowly sipping some watered wine and when she saw me, she placed the goblet down and purred "Good morning my dear Lord, I trust that you had a good rest?" I scowled at her before snapping," I'm very fine!" I sat as far away from her as possible and within a few minutes, I watched Emelia descend from the stairs in a very ravishing gown of light blue and white which matched perfectly with a neatly-combed hair that spilled carelessly over her shoulders and her glittering blue eyes. I took her hand and kissed it as she settled beside me. I watch with glee as Marlett sat there, her face turning sour by the very moment. Suddenly, from afar, I heard a runner carrying Elsnore's flag running towards me. I dropped my grapefruit spoon abruptly. "What troubles are there at my home?" I asked my self worriedly. The runner cried out "Prince Claudius, his sire is ailing and at his death bed he wishes to see you!" My heart skipped a beat. "My father, dying?" Emelia grasped onto my hand tightly and I looked into her sympathetic eyes as thought they were saying "Your father needs you more than I do, return to your kingdom but return for me soon." I kissed her passionately as our lips first crushed against each other then finally feather gracefully on my lips. I rushed out of the palace with the runner and saddled my horse before turning back to take one last glace at my love. "I will come back for you and make you my wife!" I cried out. As I watch Emelia's figure fade away. My heart mourned for both my departing father and for my love Emelia. I repeated to myself, "I'll come back for you, surely."