Chapter 21:
"March 14th," Fleur sighed, "Marcus hasn't wrote him back once and he still writes." Christian's letters were all locked up, from where he had sent an owl to the mailbox and it left letters. Christian and Elysia had been gone for almost five months, and still wrote, waiting for a reply.
Fleur stuffed the letter in her box. A knock on her door caught her attention she stood on the staircase, peering at the window on the door, trying to see who it was. "Who is it?" Marcus asked coming from his bedroom. "I'll answer it," she said, as he retreated back into his room.
She opened the door, seeing a German soldier. "Hello Ms. Vincore," he said, "I'm Cl. Lexikon, I was wondering if you might know where any Jews are, or if you've been hiding any." "Hold on a minute Monsieur," she said. She ran back upstairs, into her room. She pulled out the box, a grin on her face.
Meanwhile, in the woods, Elysia was out shooting at a deer. Christian had always gotten her dinner, she felt it was her turn. She finally had killed it when she heard something above her. She looked up, instantly seeing the German planes above her. Of course, they did not see her, but it was frightening.
She brought the deer meat back after skinning the dead deer. Christian was eating, but he had not failed to notice how quiet Elysia had gotten. "What is wrong Elysia?," he asked. "It's nothing." Elysia continued eating. After a couple silent minutes, Christian grabbed her hand. "Tell me…" Elysia felt tears fall. "Christian how are we truly happy? Can we ever be? Will this war end? Will we know if it does? What if they find us Christian? What if they kill you?! I can't live with that!" Christian kissed her softly, running a hand over her cheek.
Speak softly love
And hold me warm against your heart
I feel your words
The tender trembling moments start
We're in a world
Our very own
Sharing a love that only few
Have ever known
Wine colored days
Warmed by the sun
Deep velvet nights
When we are one
Elysia put a finger to his lips, whispering almost
Speak softly love
So no one hears us
But the sky
The vows of love
We make will live
Until we die
My life is yours
And all because
You came into my
World with love
So softly love…
They kissed gently, embracing each other. Christian's hands ran through Elysia's hair and hers were wrapped around him. She stared into his eyes parting lips,
Wine colored days
Warmed by the sun
Deep velvet nights
When we are one
Christian put his hands on either side of her face, Elysia did the same,
Speak softly love
So no one hears us
But the sky
The vows of love
We make will live
Until we die
My life is yours
And all because
You came into my world
With love
So softly love.
Christian kissed her once again and Elysia suddenly found she was no longer worried about anything. She knew she loved him, and he loved her in return. He picked her up almost effortlessly, as she wrapped her legs around him. He stumbled, reaching the tent, falling on his sleeping bag.
They breathlessly separated and Elysia began unbuttoning his shirt. Christian began pulling it off. They began kissing again. Elysia ran her fingers down Christian's back, squeezing his muscles. Christian caressed her neck with his hand, before sending a trail of hot-heavy kisses down her neck.
Elysia entangled her fingers in his hair, her breath becoming quick. He looked back up to her. There were no longer boundaries between them. "I love you," she said. "I love you," he replied, before kissing her. Then they were one.