I'll Love You in Silence
Chapter 1
Find What is Lost
By Güera
Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind; therefore, winged cupid is painted blind.
~~William Shakespeare~~
First Chapter up and running! This isn't exactly like the novela but has the same concept.
16 years later
A young beautiful woman stood on the footsteps of a large mansion. Her long honey colored hair swayed in the slight breeze. Her bluish eyes filled with a detrmination she was known to possess. Her best friend, almost her sister, which had short blue hair and deep purple eyes next to her made some hand movements that the woman clearly understood easily and responded with more hand movements. Their hands moved fast with the experience of many years. The woman's best friend expressed her worry freely letting her friend see it in her face. But this was her decision, she wanted to do this.
Her best friend lifted her hand to the doorbell, it stayed there, levitated in the air, hesitating. The woman was nervous also but she was determined as well and pushed her friends finger onto the button. A pleasant chime rang inside the house which her best friend heard but she did not. They stood there, not moving. The door opened to reveal an old gray hair man. He talked to them in a pleasant manner. "How may I help you, ladies?" The woman did not respond to his question only looked hopeful at him. Her friend opened her mouth to speak but hesitated on what to say. She looked at her friend and moved her hands again. The woman answered her hand gestures with her own. The pleasant man looked at them both strangely. He smiled again when her friend turned back to him.
"We wish to speak to Mrs. Peacecraft." She said somewhat frightened as to what his reaction would be. He smiled and gestured for them to enter.
"Please, come in. Mrs. Peacecraft enjoys company." He said still pleasantly and her friend exhaled a great sigh of relief. Both women entered the strange and huge house. Inside it was more beautifully decorated than the outside. Greatly gorgeous paintings and vases all aorund. The doorways were carved with excellent precision. So beautiful so splendorous, they felt unworthy of witnessing this gorgeous sight with their eyes. They looked around in awe and turned several times to view everything they could. The older man left to retrieve Mrs. Peacecraft, meanwhile another younger man approached to greet them. He was quite tall and distinguished. For a male his hair was also long, reaching almost to his waist. It was blond, almost white. His eyes bore into them suspiciously, their blue sensitive nature did not suit him at all. Both women looked up to meet his eyes, which looked kind.
"What business do you have here?" He asked harshly approaching them even more. The women only looked at him, not answering.
"Oh, Milliardo. Leave them alone." A woman's voice said from the next room. It was sweet and aged. The blue haired woman turned to the voice, while her friend stared intently at Milliardo. She was then grabbed by her friend. A stout woman of seventy or more years stepped into the room. She smiled at them. "Come with me to the foyer. And may I ask what are your names?" She asked them as she lead them to soem seats.
All three women sat down and the blue haired woman began to talk. "Mrs. Peacecraft, my name is Hilde." She took in a sharp breath. "My friend is Relena." Mrs. Peacecraft did not react to these names nor seem surprised. Hilde looked at her friend which responded with some hand movements. Mrs. Peacecraft looked at them oddly.
"Are you polititians?" She asked rather angrily.
"No, ma'am. But Relena believes she is your," she hesitated, "your grandaughter." The older woman seemed to be a little astonished but she hid it well.
"Please, this woman, my sister?" Milliardo said laughing as he entered the room. Relena did not notice his outburst of humor only stared intently at the woman expecting her reaction.
"Don't insult them, Milliardo. Beside that is proposterous, Relena Peacecraft, my grandaughter is dead." She said quickly. She did not need another imposter waltzing into her home.
"She is sure she is. In the newspaper when she recently disappeared they said she had on a unique pure gold necklace with her name imprinted on it. And that she might have her coveted brown bear with her." She took out a worn out old bear out of her backpack. It was brown and the left eye was popping out of its socket. A dark blue ribbon was tied around its neck, the ribbon was no longer tied correctly nor very new. "And also," She pointed to Relena's neck. there hanging around her neck was a gold necklace, not like any other. It spelled out the name Relena. Relena held her neck out so they could all see, Milliardo leaned in for a closer look. He touched the pendant and lifted it up then ripped it off Relena's neck. She was surprised and tried to take it back but Milliardo kept it out of her reach. "That's hers. Give it back." Hilde loudly told him.
"Why doesn't she tell me to give it back to her?" He asked as he took a closer look at the pendant. He drew out a similar necklace from under his shirt. They were identical in every way, except for the difference in names, the necklaces were exactly alike. Relena made hand movements to Hilde, demanding that Milliardo give her back her necklace.
"She is telling you. But you don't seem to understand." She said harshly to him, now standing up to look up at him. As menacing as his height was she had a fire in her eyes.
"I don't hear her." He said putting his hand behind his ear to Relena's mouth. Relena set her mouth firmly and tried to control her anger. But unfortunetly control is not one of her strong characteristics and she stood up and slapped Milliardo across his face. He grabbed her arm strongly but she didn't feel the pain. With her other arm she pointed to her ear and signaled no then signalled talking and also no. She couldn't hear nor talk. "Oh, she's deaf and mute. Well then she's definitely not my sister. Relena was never deaf nor mute." He said tossing the necklace back to Relena, she struggled to catch the precious item. "That is clearly a fake." Relena made hand movements at him. Then put the necklace back around her neck. "What did she say to me?" He said to Hilde. Hilde sat back down again and comforted Relena.
"She said that the necklace is real." She said looking down at the necklace.
"How does she know what i'm say if she's deaf?" He said looking a Relena, who intently stared back at him. He then lost his interest and was leaving the room.
"She can read your lips, you big..." Hilde was saying but Relena covered her mouth and pointed to Mrs. Peacecraft. "Sorry, your majesty." She said bowing her head a bit.
"Why should I believe you, above all the other girls who came in here posing as my grandaughter?" The aged woman asked wearily. She was growing tired of the power struggle that arised from the murder of her son and his wife.
"Because, ma'ma, this is your grandaughter. Me and my brother found her the day after she disappeared, she was lying on the beach holding the bear and wearing this necklace," she said indicating to Relena's necklace. "She was traumatized and that may be the reason she's deaf." Hilde said. "Look into her eyes. Relena doesn't want anything, no money, no power. Just to find her family and belong." Mrs. Peacecraft looked into Relena's eyes. There she saw something she never saw in any of the other girls. An honesty, a confusion, a longing. The others had greed and deceit written all over them. But her, she was honest. That's what made her different.
"How did she escape?" Mrs. Peacecraft asked her. if she coudl answer this then she might be her grandaughter.
"Escape?" Hilde said confused but Relena was already making her handmovements. Hilde looked at them carefully. "She says she can't remember everything but she heard a sound and went looking for the cause. She saw, she saw her parents, dead. And a man with a gun. Then she was pushed aside by, by her brother. He saved her." Hilde said looking at Relena. She had never heard this story before. "She says she has nightmares about, about the man."
Another man walked into the room. Mrs. Peacecraft was listening closely to Hilde and looking intently at Relena. She believed them both. This in fact could be her grandaughter. Relena was still talking to Hilde, her eyes not focused on anything but just staring at the space in front of her. Her hands moved fast and soon they became to fast to be differetiated. The man touched her and she jumped and gasped. Hilde took her into a hug calming her.
"Odin, don't scare my grandaughter like that." Mrs. Peacecraft said standing up carefuly and giving Relena a hug.
"This isn't Lucrezia." He said looking at her.
"I am convinced this is Relena, my lost grandaughter." Relena could not see her words but hugged her, that was all she needed to convince her. This was her grandaughter. Deaf and all.
Chapter 1
Find What is Lost
By Güera
Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind; therefore, winged cupid is painted blind.
~~William Shakespeare~~
First Chapter up and running! This isn't exactly like the novela but has the same concept.
16 years later
A young beautiful woman stood on the footsteps of a large mansion. Her long honey colored hair swayed in the slight breeze. Her bluish eyes filled with a detrmination she was known to possess. Her best friend, almost her sister, which had short blue hair and deep purple eyes next to her made some hand movements that the woman clearly understood easily and responded with more hand movements. Their hands moved fast with the experience of many years. The woman's best friend expressed her worry freely letting her friend see it in her face. But this was her decision, she wanted to do this.
Her best friend lifted her hand to the doorbell, it stayed there, levitated in the air, hesitating. The woman was nervous also but she was determined as well and pushed her friends finger onto the button. A pleasant chime rang inside the house which her best friend heard but she did not. They stood there, not moving. The door opened to reveal an old gray hair man. He talked to them in a pleasant manner. "How may I help you, ladies?" The woman did not respond to his question only looked hopeful at him. Her friend opened her mouth to speak but hesitated on what to say. She looked at her friend and moved her hands again. The woman answered her hand gestures with her own. The pleasant man looked at them both strangely. He smiled again when her friend turned back to him.
"We wish to speak to Mrs. Peacecraft." She said somewhat frightened as to what his reaction would be. He smiled and gestured for them to enter.
"Please, come in. Mrs. Peacecraft enjoys company." He said still pleasantly and her friend exhaled a great sigh of relief. Both women entered the strange and huge house. Inside it was more beautifully decorated than the outside. Greatly gorgeous paintings and vases all aorund. The doorways were carved with excellent precision. So beautiful so splendorous, they felt unworthy of witnessing this gorgeous sight with their eyes. They looked around in awe and turned several times to view everything they could. The older man left to retrieve Mrs. Peacecraft, meanwhile another younger man approached to greet them. He was quite tall and distinguished. For a male his hair was also long, reaching almost to his waist. It was blond, almost white. His eyes bore into them suspiciously, their blue sensitive nature did not suit him at all. Both women looked up to meet his eyes, which looked kind.
"What business do you have here?" He asked harshly approaching them even more. The women only looked at him, not answering.
"Oh, Milliardo. Leave them alone." A woman's voice said from the next room. It was sweet and aged. The blue haired woman turned to the voice, while her friend stared intently at Milliardo. She was then grabbed by her friend. A stout woman of seventy or more years stepped into the room. She smiled at them. "Come with me to the foyer. And may I ask what are your names?" She asked them as she lead them to soem seats.
All three women sat down and the blue haired woman began to talk. "Mrs. Peacecraft, my name is Hilde." She took in a sharp breath. "My friend is Relena." Mrs. Peacecraft did not react to these names nor seem surprised. Hilde looked at her friend which responded with some hand movements. Mrs. Peacecraft looked at them oddly.
"Are you polititians?" She asked rather angrily.
"No, ma'am. But Relena believes she is your," she hesitated, "your grandaughter." The older woman seemed to be a little astonished but she hid it well.
"Please, this woman, my sister?" Milliardo said laughing as he entered the room. Relena did not notice his outburst of humor only stared intently at the woman expecting her reaction.
"Don't insult them, Milliardo. Beside that is proposterous, Relena Peacecraft, my grandaughter is dead." She said quickly. She did not need another imposter waltzing into her home.
"She is sure she is. In the newspaper when she recently disappeared they said she had on a unique pure gold necklace with her name imprinted on it. And that she might have her coveted brown bear with her." She took out a worn out old bear out of her backpack. It was brown and the left eye was popping out of its socket. A dark blue ribbon was tied around its neck, the ribbon was no longer tied correctly nor very new. "And also," She pointed to Relena's neck. there hanging around her neck was a gold necklace, not like any other. It spelled out the name Relena. Relena held her neck out so they could all see, Milliardo leaned in for a closer look. He touched the pendant and lifted it up then ripped it off Relena's neck. She was surprised and tried to take it back but Milliardo kept it out of her reach. "That's hers. Give it back." Hilde loudly told him.
"Why doesn't she tell me to give it back to her?" He asked as he took a closer look at the pendant. He drew out a similar necklace from under his shirt. They were identical in every way, except for the difference in names, the necklaces were exactly alike. Relena made hand movements to Hilde, demanding that Milliardo give her back her necklace.
"She is telling you. But you don't seem to understand." She said harshly to him, now standing up to look up at him. As menacing as his height was she had a fire in her eyes.
"I don't hear her." He said putting his hand behind his ear to Relena's mouth. Relena set her mouth firmly and tried to control her anger. But unfortunetly control is not one of her strong characteristics and she stood up and slapped Milliardo across his face. He grabbed her arm strongly but she didn't feel the pain. With her other arm she pointed to her ear and signaled no then signalled talking and also no. She couldn't hear nor talk. "Oh, she's deaf and mute. Well then she's definitely not my sister. Relena was never deaf nor mute." He said tossing the necklace back to Relena, she struggled to catch the precious item. "That is clearly a fake." Relena made hand movements at him. Then put the necklace back around her neck. "What did she say to me?" He said to Hilde. Hilde sat back down again and comforted Relena.
"She said that the necklace is real." She said looking down at the necklace.
"How does she know what i'm say if she's deaf?" He said looking a Relena, who intently stared back at him. He then lost his interest and was leaving the room.
"She can read your lips, you big..." Hilde was saying but Relena covered her mouth and pointed to Mrs. Peacecraft. "Sorry, your majesty." She said bowing her head a bit.
"Why should I believe you, above all the other girls who came in here posing as my grandaughter?" The aged woman asked wearily. She was growing tired of the power struggle that arised from the murder of her son and his wife.
"Because, ma'ma, this is your grandaughter. Me and my brother found her the day after she disappeared, she was lying on the beach holding the bear and wearing this necklace," she said indicating to Relena's necklace. "She was traumatized and that may be the reason she's deaf." Hilde said. "Look into her eyes. Relena doesn't want anything, no money, no power. Just to find her family and belong." Mrs. Peacecraft looked into Relena's eyes. There she saw something she never saw in any of the other girls. An honesty, a confusion, a longing. The others had greed and deceit written all over them. But her, she was honest. That's what made her different.
"How did she escape?" Mrs. Peacecraft asked her. if she coudl answer this then she might be her grandaughter.
"Escape?" Hilde said confused but Relena was already making her handmovements. Hilde looked at them carefully. "She says she can't remember everything but she heard a sound and went looking for the cause. She saw, she saw her parents, dead. And a man with a gun. Then she was pushed aside by, by her brother. He saved her." Hilde said looking at Relena. She had never heard this story before. "She says she has nightmares about, about the man."
Another man walked into the room. Mrs. Peacecraft was listening closely to Hilde and looking intently at Relena. She believed them both. This in fact could be her grandaughter. Relena was still talking to Hilde, her eyes not focused on anything but just staring at the space in front of her. Her hands moved fast and soon they became to fast to be differetiated. The man touched her and she jumped and gasped. Hilde took her into a hug calming her.
"Odin, don't scare my grandaughter like that." Mrs. Peacecraft said standing up carefuly and giving Relena a hug.
"This isn't Lucrezia." He said looking at her.
"I am convinced this is Relena, my lost grandaughter." Relena could not see her words but hugged her, that was all she needed to convince her. This was her grandaughter. Deaf and all.
