For those who read this, my name is Ghisela, I'm 28 years old now, and this is my story, how I became the woman I am today;
Just like every other Sunday, I was working in my aunts tavern. But this night was a special one. Around 6 o'clock a stranger came in. He had long brown hair and he looked quite wealthy. Aghete (my aunt and also the landlady) rushed to help her new client. From the moment he came in, he couldn't stop looking at me.
My shift ended at 8 o'clock and I went to the back to change. Aunt Aghete came in and told me: 'You are a very lucky girl Ghisela. That man, he likes you a lot and he wants to get to know you. I will give you a note for your father, so he thinks that you were working late'.
I went back in the tavern and there he was, waiting for me. His name is Egare and he is a duke of France. We talked a lot that night and around 11 o'clock he walked me home (at least till the barn). He kissed my hand and insisted that we should meet again.
- 8 weeks later -
Tonight I have to meet Egare near the small waterfall in the forest. He wants to ask for my hand in marriage, but he is still waiting for the right moment to approach my father. While I sneaked out of the house to the barn, It felt like I was being followed.. Luckily it was just my little brother Throne. I took him with me that night, so he could meet Egare.
I climbed on to my horse and Throne walked right beside it. In the middle of the forest we met a handsome, tall, young man on his horse. The moonlight shined in his face and his eyes were like twinkling stars, I almost drowned in them. He asked if there was a village nearby and where he could find a hospice. Luckily for him, my father owned the best hospice in this area, so Throne decided to walk him back, towards our home. Before he left, he asked my name and smiled at me.
I arrived at the place were Egare was waiting for me. He wanted to kiss me, but I turned my head away. We sat down besides a big tree and he started to tell my all about our lives in France. What I would wear, what I would do. I was numb and didn't listen to him any more... I just wandered in my head.. kept seeing those eyes, and that smile.
On my way home, The Spanish royal guard rode by. One of the knights told me that they were on their way to the next village, and they need a place to stay {O MY, I'm taking back Royalty!!, Papa is going to be so excited}. I told them, that they could follow me, and we rode to our hospice.
3 COMMENTS
nita
November 30, 2014 - 04:30 Good but I could be betternita
November 30, 2014 - 04:31 I meant good but it could be better