Henry was walking in the garden admiring the beautiful view of the castle.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

An unexpected voice came from the apple tree just beheind him. He quickly turned aroud to see his wife standing in front of him.

"Sorry my dear, i didn't hear you coming. But i agree with you about it. Tonight the sunset is particulary colored with all the shade of red and yellow. It looks like a painting" Henry had always been a gentelman. That's one of the thing Cora loved the most of him, the way he could use the words to express feelings and emotions. Even his first love was good with words but most of the time to scared them.

"You know... This afternoon Beatrice had come to talk to me."

"Poor girl. I've saw her before crying her eyes out. She didn't tell me all the reasons why she was so sad but i hope that i could have helped more than just with a few words."

"That weren't just 'few words' for her. Thanks to you she had come to talk to me, she had open her heart with me and - well, somehow I-i have found that courage to tell you the truth."

Henry lookes at her with a confused gaze not knowing if he should be happy or not about it. He knew she got a difficult past but nothing could prepare him for what was coming next.

"I'm happy that you cared about her because Beatrice is my-" she turned aroud to avoid eyes contact with him "-my daughter. I know this change everything but please understand. I told you this because i know you can understand it." she finally looked at him. Her brown eyes made contact with his. Henry was petrified, shoked, stunned, he looked like he was going to faint. He laid him self on the nearest bench followed by his wife. When he started to recover he asked the only question that Cora should have been prepared to answer but she wasn't.

"W-who? Who's Beatrice father?"

Silence.

Silence.

"Forgive me, I can't tell you his name but trust me you didn't know him"

Still shocked, the very calm and reasonable husband wasn't really found of this answer but still he not complained about it. He tought she must be in very stressfull position in front of the young girl so he didn't want to make things worst by pushing her to talk. He hoped that in the future she will tell him the real truth behind that pathetic excuse. Now Henry decided that was the moment to talk with the girl and make the things clear one for all.

He stood up and started walking straight to the door when Cora took his hand. She knew what he wanted to do.

"I'm afraid you cannot talk to Beatrice she went home" she wispered into his ear. "I'm sorry. For everything"

This was the first time she actually apologized with him. Henry was still a little bit shockek but now another emotion was taking place: pity. He pity her for some reason. A normal husband would be mad but he wasn't normal. But he wasn't he remebered his promise to during their wedding that was more like a confession of pure love.

Their wedding was a rather extravagant affair. Cora loved show everyone her new position in the society. Henry on the other hand just wanted her to be happy so he tried to spoil her a little bit.

Whe she walked to the altar she looked just amazing. She got a simple white dress. Her hair were gathered into a bun and decorated with a red rose. Her bouquette was also made of red roses.

Once she arrived near her love the king started the cerimony

"Here we are all reunited to celebrate this marriage between two true lovers. Prince Henry and Miss Cora.

Now they will read the promisies. The broom goes first"

"Me, Prince Henry i take you Cora as my wife. I promise to love you not just with words but with action. I will love you and respect you for all my life and even more. I will trust you and confort you during all the sadness you might feel. I will love you and make you smile at the end of the day every day for rest of the eternity. I will love you every day as it was the first one i fall i in love with you. I will not judge you for your life, your choise or your family. From now i will be honored to call you my beloved, my life, my love and my wife."

"Do you, Cora, take this man, the Prince Henry as your husband and love him and respect him until death will separate you?"

"I do"

"Now your promises..."

"Me, Cora daughter of the mill, i will take you, Prince Henry, as my husband and i- i promise to-to - " she looked around just to see a bunch of well-respected families and some members of the real court. She took a deep breath and continue "I am honored to be married with a man who didn't judge me for the way i am. The way i dress the way i talk or walk. I love you Henry i really do and i promise you that i will learn to be a good wife. I promise to love you like you had never been loved even sadness. I promise you we can have our farytale and our happy ending."

She said the last part more for her self and all the people in the room than his husband.

"Do you, Prince Henry, take this woman, Cora as your wife and love her and respect her until death will separate you?"

"I do"

*

"What are you gonna do about it?"

Beatrice was still tring to stay awake mean while her father was talking with her in front of a beautiful and warm breakfast. She looked at him she was well aware what it was.

"I knew this moment would come so... i am asking you this question. What are you going to do?"

Beatrice didn't know what to do exaclty but she was sure she would mange to get out of the situation. The story was complicated but she got brains and courage and some magic, that always help.

"Look dad i want to know her better. I don't ask you to make up with her like nothing of this happened. I know she got a family of her own and neither me or you can change that but i really want to know her better. She is not that scary or insensible, you know it. You have loved her for Merlin's shake!!"

"You said right i loved her in the past and it was a stupid decison that we made. Imade. I will not let you do the same mistake. And mainly because i've know her i can tell you this!! If a were you i wouldn't trust her."

"You said it right if i were you but you are not me."

"If you play with the fire you can get burned, dearie"

"Am i a wrong thing?" she was damm clever. She knows he loved her more than anything. He would never admit it but he had learned after what happened with Bealfire to care about his sons more than power and magic. Protecting his family, his son was the reason he had became ths Dark One in the first place.

"Did you just use it against me, haven't you?" after a short pause when he could see a little grin on her sweet face "But you got a dam point. You are one of the few goods things that happened to me during my life i-i just don't want to lose you... too"

Beatrice looked at him. She knew exactly what he was talking about: Bealfire. He was his first son. She had never met him but she helped her father to find a way to rescure him.

"We will find him, i promise. And i never make promises that i can't keep" she made one of her warm smile and looked to her father.

"Ok you won... but if you know her better i need you to give me something..."

"What?! Where is the dirty game?"

"Give me the only thing she never gave me back... My magic book. Do we have a deal?"

She gave him a steptical look but shook his hand. "Deal"

Hi everyone i'm back and here there is another rather short chapter... sorry for not be able to post more but i got a damm full life.

By the way enought with the complain just let me know if like the story and if i should continue.

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