Hello faithful readers. Getting interesting.. Hmm??? lol you aint seen nothing yet.. I know that's a double negative...but w/e lol. I am having such a good time. The problem is I am so anxious to get to the end of the story that I'm wanting to give too much away.
And news!!! I received my first all praise review. I was so happy about it I decided a new chapter was in order. So here you go!!
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Chapter 7: To Be Happy..
'You feeling up to a visit to the garden?'
Claira was dressed in a soft yellow and creme colored dress. She was running out of clean clothes to wear. It had been two weeks since she first arrived in Vidunderlig. Everything seemed most normal now. It's easiest to be explained like this. Imagine yourself standing in a dark room, suddenly someone opens the door and light floods the four walls. You shield your eyes, but soon enough you become accustomed to this light. Everything seemed to be just like this. After living in such a dark world for so long the light that beamed from this place was blinding. It seemed now that everything was fairly common.
Claira looked over at William. He was so kind and sincere. Being with him seemed natural as if it was supposed to happen. As if fate had thrown the two of them together. Of course she wouldn't tell him this. He would laugh, no he wouldn't laugh but he would feel uncomfortable. He would smile and nod his head at her and she would blush. She blushed even thinking of this. She stared off into the direction of the garden. They were standing in front of the castle now deciding what to do with their free time.
'I don't know. I wouldn't want to fall again.' Claira replied.
'Okay, We can go to the lagoon.'
Claira considered this, but declined the idea.
'Do you have any ideas?' William asked grinning at her pickiness.
'Lets go into the forest.' She suggested without any hesitation.
'What, that forest?'
'No the other forest behind the castle. Of course that forest.'
'Claira I don't think...'
'Oh Will don't be so scared. It's not as if there are beasts back there. It's only trees and leaves. Maybe a few rocks scattered here and there. Nothing to be afraid of.' She talked to him as if she was debating.
'I'm not afraid it's just that. Well there are numerable ways to get lost. What if we need to get back. We could be stuck out there.'
William was scared. He was scared what might happen if it started to rain, if it happened again. She wouldn't be safe. He couldn't protect her. It would be a horrible situation. He glanced over at Claira. Her eyes were set on the patch of green. She hadn't even noticed the look in his eyes.
'So do you wish to go or not. It's really up to you.' She sounded most eager . He didn't want to deprive her of her fun. So he nodded his head. She let out a little squeal of approval.
They walked a long while before reaching the forest. It seemed so far from the castle William seriously considered turning back.
'Oh my goodness. It's lovely.' Claira whispered to herself walking over to gigantic redwood.
'yes'
'Come on William, it's not as if it bites.'
'I know' William looked up at the sky. Studying the wispy clouds. He barely noticed Claira walking over to him pushing him over into a mound of soft grass.
'Your it!' She screamed shrieking with laughter.
William's lips curved into a warm smile. He jumped up racing after her. They were laughing so hard they had to stop to catch their breath. William perched himself up against a tree breathing heavily. Claira's face wet from sweat was still glowing.
'You know what?' Will asked looking up at her. She sat down on a nearby stump and let out a heavy sigh. The trees were a soft green. Sun light cascading through spaces in the leaves. The forest was so quiet it seemed they were the only two living things for miles.
'What?'
'I don't want to marry Rebecca.'
William clinched his jaw in frustration. Claira was shocked by the sound of Rebecca's name from his lips. It struck somewhere deep in her soul causing her to shiver.
'I really don't' he continued resting his elbows on his knees. Rubbing his hands together furiously.
Claira stayed quiet she didn't dare to look him in the eye. She pulled on her skirts trying her best to keep her self occupied.
'I wish I knew what to say.' She said so soft William looked up at her.
'Am I speaking to freely. Because if I am please stop me.'
'No, No. It's just I wish I could give you some sound advice. Something to make you feel better. I fear I have never been quite the expert on matters of the heart.'
'Just you listening is helping a great deal. See you are the only one I can talk to.'
Claira felt her cheeks turn hot. She looked down again to hide the blushing flesh.
'See Jonathan is partly the reason for this whole mess and grandfather. Well he doesn't exactly have a say in the matter. Rebecca; now what would be the point in talking to her. She seems quite fine with this arrangement.'
There was Rebecca's name again. Claira played with her fingers thinking it would make the shiver go away. No it didn't it made it worse. She looked up, she would have to suffer through the conversation. Thats what friends were for.
'It's not that I hate her. But to marry her because someone told me I must. It all just seems a bit primitive to me. Do you still have arranged marriages where your from?'
'Not so much arranged. We, When I say we I mean all young women in society, are to marry a well off distinguished sort of gentleman. He is to be wealthy and smart. He is to be of some rank above ours in society or at least equal. If we are not married by a certain age we are considered old maids. Which no one wants to marry an old maid. So in a way we are arranged. Be married before 27 or you shall be an outcast.'
'You shouldn't have a problem finding a young man to marry.'
William's voice was so calm Claira understood how he felt about her. He didn't shiver at the mention of other men or suitors. not even marriage seemed to shake him. He was positively indifferent on the matter.
William looked up into her eyes. She was busy in thought picking out the right words. He half expected her to laugh or smile. But she didnt' she bit her lip in concentration. He wasn't sure if he wanted to hear the answer. It was stupid of him to bring it up.
'Well there is one young man who I am sure was going to propose. Of course I dont' love him'
She found herself saying that last sentence without any thought at all.
'you won't marry him then?'
'I'm not sure. Marriages these days aren't all about love William. I have my future to think about. I will not survive on what father left me forever. Sooner or later I will have to marry Henry Wellington. It won't be so bad. It would be a comfortable life.'
Claira couldn't believe she was speaking so openly. It had been a long while since she had considered marrying Mr. Wellington but it seemed the adult thing to do. William watched her grown serious with every passing word.
'but will you be happy with him?'
Claira gave a sympathetic laugh. Whether it was for William or herself she didn't know.
'I won't be happy alone either William.' She said this almost pleading for William to reply. But all he could do was drop his eyes to the ground. Claira stood up walking around at tree staring up at the cloudy sky.
'William it's quite cloudy should we be getting in?'
William's eyes shot up towards the sky. Sure enough there were rain clouds gathering above their heads.
'Come now! We have to get back.'
Claira followed William as he darted around trees and under low hanging braches. The once beautiful forest was now a nightmare. Claira didn't understand all of this but felt she must obey William, no matter how tired she was or how much she wanted to take a break. Thunder crashed right above their heads. William's feet seemed to be gliding over the air. He grabbed Claira's hand pulled her closer to his speed. She felt like dying her lungs felt as if they were being beaten and her head was swimming. They could see the castle now. Just a few more minutes and they would be safe. Claira felt a calming go over her as she saw the familiar red and purple flags flapping in the wind.
The calm soon left when she realized the air grew thick. First one rain drop then another then another. The thunder seemed to be mocking them and the castle seemed to shrink farther and farther away. They were in the gardens now still running.
William didnt notice the large tree root growing above the ground. He twisted his ankle and fell landing with a thud. He tried to stand but found it impossible within seconds. Claira reached for his arm she was going to help him, but he pushed her away.
'Go'
'I won't leave you here.'
'No Claira. You have to get inside.' He was screaming. Claira hesitated before obeying him. He was so angry she had to. She went inside.
'Where's Prince William?' asked one of the guards. 'He fell he made me leave him!' She felt so angry at herself. She had left him out there and he was most likely to die. The shocked looks on the guards faces told her that. He was going to die and it was all her fault.
They shut the gates not daring to venture out in the rain themselves. The large wooden doors shut with a bang. Claira stood frozen waiting for anything. She waited for what seemed like hours when theres arose a blood curdling scream. She recognized the deep voice.
She threw herself at the door trying her best to open the metal latch. It was no use she couldn't get out, she fell down to her knees burying her head in her arms. She had killed him. Her William was dead.
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remember people, things are not what they seem!!! i know its a cliff hanger and im terrible but its all good. keep reading it gets a lot better. I will post the next chapter later on tonight because i dont want you all hating this story. SO PLEASE keep reading. and please review!! -pinksneakers85
And news!!! I received my first all praise review. I was so happy about it I decided a new chapter was in order. So here you go!!
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Chapter 7: To Be Happy..
'You feeling up to a visit to the garden?'
Claira was dressed in a soft yellow and creme colored dress. She was running out of clean clothes to wear. It had been two weeks since she first arrived in Vidunderlig. Everything seemed most normal now. It's easiest to be explained like this. Imagine yourself standing in a dark room, suddenly someone opens the door and light floods the four walls. You shield your eyes, but soon enough you become accustomed to this light. Everything seemed to be just like this. After living in such a dark world for so long the light that beamed from this place was blinding. It seemed now that everything was fairly common.
Claira looked over at William. He was so kind and sincere. Being with him seemed natural as if it was supposed to happen. As if fate had thrown the two of them together. Of course she wouldn't tell him this. He would laugh, no he wouldn't laugh but he would feel uncomfortable. He would smile and nod his head at her and she would blush. She blushed even thinking of this. She stared off into the direction of the garden. They were standing in front of the castle now deciding what to do with their free time.
'I don't know. I wouldn't want to fall again.' Claira replied.
'Okay, We can go to the lagoon.'
Claira considered this, but declined the idea.
'Do you have any ideas?' William asked grinning at her pickiness.
'Lets go into the forest.' She suggested without any hesitation.
'What, that forest?'
'No the other forest behind the castle. Of course that forest.'
'Claira I don't think...'
'Oh Will don't be so scared. It's not as if there are beasts back there. It's only trees and leaves. Maybe a few rocks scattered here and there. Nothing to be afraid of.' She talked to him as if she was debating.
'I'm not afraid it's just that. Well there are numerable ways to get lost. What if we need to get back. We could be stuck out there.'
William was scared. He was scared what might happen if it started to rain, if it happened again. She wouldn't be safe. He couldn't protect her. It would be a horrible situation. He glanced over at Claira. Her eyes were set on the patch of green. She hadn't even noticed the look in his eyes.
'So do you wish to go or not. It's really up to you.' She sounded most eager . He didn't want to deprive her of her fun. So he nodded his head. She let out a little squeal of approval.
They walked a long while before reaching the forest. It seemed so far from the castle William seriously considered turning back.
'Oh my goodness. It's lovely.' Claira whispered to herself walking over to gigantic redwood.
'yes'
'Come on William, it's not as if it bites.'
'I know' William looked up at the sky. Studying the wispy clouds. He barely noticed Claira walking over to him pushing him over into a mound of soft grass.
'Your it!' She screamed shrieking with laughter.
William's lips curved into a warm smile. He jumped up racing after her. They were laughing so hard they had to stop to catch their breath. William perched himself up against a tree breathing heavily. Claira's face wet from sweat was still glowing.
'You know what?' Will asked looking up at her. She sat down on a nearby stump and let out a heavy sigh. The trees were a soft green. Sun light cascading through spaces in the leaves. The forest was so quiet it seemed they were the only two living things for miles.
'What?'
'I don't want to marry Rebecca.'
William clinched his jaw in frustration. Claira was shocked by the sound of Rebecca's name from his lips. It struck somewhere deep in her soul causing her to shiver.
'I really don't' he continued resting his elbows on his knees. Rubbing his hands together furiously.
Claira stayed quiet she didn't dare to look him in the eye. She pulled on her skirts trying her best to keep her self occupied.
'I wish I knew what to say.' She said so soft William looked up at her.
'Am I speaking to freely. Because if I am please stop me.'
'No, No. It's just I wish I could give you some sound advice. Something to make you feel better. I fear I have never been quite the expert on matters of the heart.'
'Just you listening is helping a great deal. See you are the only one I can talk to.'
Claira felt her cheeks turn hot. She looked down again to hide the blushing flesh.
'See Jonathan is partly the reason for this whole mess and grandfather. Well he doesn't exactly have a say in the matter. Rebecca; now what would be the point in talking to her. She seems quite fine with this arrangement.'
There was Rebecca's name again. Claira played with her fingers thinking it would make the shiver go away. No it didn't it made it worse. She looked up, she would have to suffer through the conversation. Thats what friends were for.
'It's not that I hate her. But to marry her because someone told me I must. It all just seems a bit primitive to me. Do you still have arranged marriages where your from?'
'Not so much arranged. We, When I say we I mean all young women in society, are to marry a well off distinguished sort of gentleman. He is to be wealthy and smart. He is to be of some rank above ours in society or at least equal. If we are not married by a certain age we are considered old maids. Which no one wants to marry an old maid. So in a way we are arranged. Be married before 27 or you shall be an outcast.'
'You shouldn't have a problem finding a young man to marry.'
William's voice was so calm Claira understood how he felt about her. He didn't shiver at the mention of other men or suitors. not even marriage seemed to shake him. He was positively indifferent on the matter.
William looked up into her eyes. She was busy in thought picking out the right words. He half expected her to laugh or smile. But she didnt' she bit her lip in concentration. He wasn't sure if he wanted to hear the answer. It was stupid of him to bring it up.
'Well there is one young man who I am sure was going to propose. Of course I dont' love him'
She found herself saying that last sentence without any thought at all.
'you won't marry him then?'
'I'm not sure. Marriages these days aren't all about love William. I have my future to think about. I will not survive on what father left me forever. Sooner or later I will have to marry Henry Wellington. It won't be so bad. It would be a comfortable life.'
Claira couldn't believe she was speaking so openly. It had been a long while since she had considered marrying Mr. Wellington but it seemed the adult thing to do. William watched her grown serious with every passing word.
'but will you be happy with him?'
Claira gave a sympathetic laugh. Whether it was for William or herself she didn't know.
'I won't be happy alone either William.' She said this almost pleading for William to reply. But all he could do was drop his eyes to the ground. Claira stood up walking around at tree staring up at the cloudy sky.
'William it's quite cloudy should we be getting in?'
William's eyes shot up towards the sky. Sure enough there were rain clouds gathering above their heads.
'Come now! We have to get back.'
Claira followed William as he darted around trees and under low hanging braches. The once beautiful forest was now a nightmare. Claira didn't understand all of this but felt she must obey William, no matter how tired she was or how much she wanted to take a break. Thunder crashed right above their heads. William's feet seemed to be gliding over the air. He grabbed Claira's hand pulled her closer to his speed. She felt like dying her lungs felt as if they were being beaten and her head was swimming. They could see the castle now. Just a few more minutes and they would be safe. Claira felt a calming go over her as she saw the familiar red and purple flags flapping in the wind.
The calm soon left when she realized the air grew thick. First one rain drop then another then another. The thunder seemed to be mocking them and the castle seemed to shrink farther and farther away. They were in the gardens now still running.
William didnt notice the large tree root growing above the ground. He twisted his ankle and fell landing with a thud. He tried to stand but found it impossible within seconds. Claira reached for his arm she was going to help him, but he pushed her away.
'Go'
'I won't leave you here.'
'No Claira. You have to get inside.' He was screaming. Claira hesitated before obeying him. He was so angry she had to. She went inside.
'Where's Prince William?' asked one of the guards. 'He fell he made me leave him!' She felt so angry at herself. She had left him out there and he was most likely to die. The shocked looks on the guards faces told her that. He was going to die and it was all her fault.
They shut the gates not daring to venture out in the rain themselves. The large wooden doors shut with a bang. Claira stood frozen waiting for anything. She waited for what seemed like hours when theres arose a blood curdling scream. She recognized the deep voice.
She threw herself at the door trying her best to open the metal latch. It was no use she couldn't get out, she fell down to her knees burying her head in her arms. She had killed him. Her William was dead.
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remember people, things are not what they seem!!! i know its a cliff hanger and im terrible but its all good. keep reading it gets a lot better. I will post the next chapter later on tonight because i dont want you all hating this story. SO PLEASE keep reading. and please review!! -pinksneakers85