As much as I ever could
04-28-2013, 08:39 PM
They placed a wreath upon his door And soon they'll carry him away He stopped loving her today He wondered, just then, if he could ever feel a pain like this and live to tell the tale. This was excruciating, and he was sure he could not stand it for long. Why couldn't she just do it? Why couldn't she just look him in the eye and say goodbye. They needed to end this, it was plain in their eyes. Love was in their hearts, but love for family far outweighed even the feelings he possessed for her. His father wanted him wed to another girl, and there would be no adjustments for his own personal comfort and happiness. Chrysanthe would no doubt be a good wife, and he would be a good husband to her. She deserved that much. But in reality she deserved more. She deserved a man who loved her for her, and loved her before they got married. Maverick knew he could never be that man. Oh sure, he might grow fond of her, but fondness was not exactly how he pictured his marriage to be. He dreamed of love, adoration, devotion, all the things he felt for Epiphron this very second. How could he ever transfer that to her sister? Why would he even want to? He had no options. There was no chance of him being able to shirk this burden from his shoulders, and there was no chance he would ever want to not be Prince anymore. This was the hand he'd been dealt, and now he had to play his cards however he could. "I didn't mean that the way it came out, I was just.. surprised is all." She'd said it, Chrysanthe was coming here. "Yes I know." He was sure she wanted to hear something else, but he could do nothing at the moment but confirm the knowledge. "I -" He paused, trying to formulate the best thing he could say. He drew a blank. "I didn't know about this.. if that.. if that helps at all." He wanted to know he had not hidden anything from her, had not been merely toying with her until it was time to take her sister as a wife. He loved her, and would always love her. Nothing and no one could ever change that, try as they may. "I don't know what to say." Voice was blank, void of emotion or feeling. He had nothing left, would allow himself nothing but a mechanical tone. He could not afford to lead her on further, and could not afford to allow himself to fall further in love with her. Another day he might've embraced her, kissed her, and invited her in. Yet today was not that day - was far from it, in fact. Today he would stand perched on the border, almost willing himself to leave and end the pain here and now. "speeeeech" |
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