-month 8-
-nine months carrying the baby-
Here he is! The heir to both the Duremian and Vampyrian thrones.
Prince Ethan.
There is no doubt about his fathering. He has a shock of red hair, like all my children. Perhaps my pink hair gene will simply die out.
Of course, there may be another chance for me to pass along my trait...if Jacob and I ever have any children. I smile at the thought.
They will all have green eyes, most likely. One thing I have learned: Jacob has the sparkling green eyes so rare to find in all the world. It was a delight to me when I realized it.
I am always so happy now. Jacob has given everything to me. He is a darling, and I know he'll never hurt me.
After the rejoicing for the heir died down, Sir Jacob was appointed general of the army. So today he has ridden off to attack the capital. I have written my parents to stay out of the war. This is my battle.
I wish I could fight, and lead my troops into battle myself. But I cannot. So I stay here and care for my son.
There is a phantom, however, that comes with the absence of my betrothed. I am ashamed, but...I want to see Edward again. Just see him. I miss him terribly, and more than anything I want him to answer these questions that keep nagging at me:
Why? Why did you desert me?
Why did you even marry me?
Do you even love me? Did you ever love me?
Sometimes I cry, I miss them both so much, and then I am angry with myself, which makes me cry more. Jacob makes me forget...but my hurt is still there. Ruining everything.
At these times I hold Ethan close to me and read the letters I have saved even now...trying to get as close to Edward as possible.
Oh, if I had never met him...how simple everything would be...
 LadyAlisyn · Mon Aug 03, 2009 @ 08:22pm · 2 Comments |
