(-a/n- Firstly and most importantly this is not only written by me but also Queenoftheostlers as a kind of summer project. It isn't going to be amazingly long, but it was a cute little idea involving Princess Lianne, who doesn't normally get much of a mention in the world of fanfiction.)
Enjoy!
Confusedknight & Queenoftheostlers xxx
"If you love someone more than anything,
then distance only matters to the mind, not to the heart."
And that was it, the truth was out. After eight years of secrecy and lies, they knew, knew my secret I had worked so hard to hide and protect. I looked up into a sea of shocked, hurt and angry faces. The silence rebounded through the hall; no one moved no one spoke. Suddenly a movement caught my eye, glossy black hair whipping out of sight through an open door and then I knew, knew I had to explain, make her understand.
The hall erupted into hushed whispers, mounting to full scale chaos as I hurried after her, voices following me down the corridor. It didn't take me long to find her, she was sitting on a bench staring up at the stars and as she turned to face me her eyes were overflowing with tears. I was inwardly shocked, in all my years of knowing her she had never cried, she had always been so strong yet here she was, the tears falling thick and fast, and the knowledge that I was the cause of all her painlay heavy on my heart.
'Lianne…' I started, but then I realised I didn't know what to say. What words could describe the feelings inside me that were so intense they had changed my life forever? What words could possibly convey to her all that I had been through, only to find that the unavoidable truth had hurt her deeper than I could've ever imagined. My hopes crushed, I realised at the very least I should attempt to explain my actions, but before I could clear my throat she looked up, and her crystal blue eyes catching mine she said simply,
'Why?'
It was such a simple question, yet the answer was so complex it would involve reliving the better part of eight years, eight years in which I lived in hope, that one day she could love and accept me for who I am, Dan Hayes son of a merchant and not Daniel of Riversend. And summoning up all the courage I possessed I replied in four simple words.
'Because I love you.'
This is the story, my story, my life.
(-a/n- Short but hopefully you're interested, please review and tell us what you think and we'll update really soon!)