I’m Amelia of Willshire over Mount Windsor heading towards the North.
As a young girl, I lost my Mother to disease. My Father King Adam of Willshire was left with 3 young children, my 2 brothers, Paul and Michael and I. Even though he tried his hardest, it became difficult to raise a young girl without her Mother. Also struck with the same disease that took my Mother, my Father, the strongest man in my eyes, became very ill.
Not really having a choice, my Father contacted his friend King Emmanuel of Landford for help. King Emmanuel knowing how ill my father was, he obliged. He suggested bringing me to his Kingdom and raising me to be bequeathed to his eldest son David. With a broken heart, my Father agreed and soon after died. I think he did not want to leave this world without knowing I would be taken care of.
As a young girl, I really did not know what it really meant to become another’s wife, but for me it was years away. Plus what better than to know I would be marrying a Prince one day. The only thing was the moment I met them, my heart chose Thomas, David’s younger brother.
I came to live at Landford at around 13 years of age. It was strange for me.
Most my life I lived with my Father and brothers but now I had an entire family and my future already created for me. Queen Catherine was so happy to have me; she never had the opportunity to have a daughter. She immediately connected with me and I with her. I was very appreciative of my new family but I missed my birth family and our Kingdom immensely. When my Father passed, my brother Michael became King of Willshire. He was the youngest King and unfortunately very unprepared. In a matter of a year, Willshire would succumb to wide spread disease and mismanagement by the King and his court. I really could not do anything but watch my Father’s Kingdom crumble in front of me.
Queen Catherine had explained to me that what was happening to Willshire was not my fault and I should live on with my new life, and so I did.
David, Thomas and I became great friends instantly. King Emmanuel, their Father, treated us equally. Whatever his boys did and had, I also had and was allowed to do, even weapons training. This was totally unacceptable for women to do. Father believed it would be better if I knew how to protect myself. David and Thomas were total opposites.
David was tall, dark hair and eyes, goal oriented, predictable. Thomas was also tall, but with light hair and eyes, more spur of the moment, spontaneous and definitely of strong will.
That was what I loved about him and thinking back I knew I loved him from the very first day I met him. His emerald green eyes became a part of me instantly. His look was intense, piercing. They seemed to have a magical power or maybe that was all in my head because I was hypnotized by them.
And that smile, that beautiful smile, it could melt the largest iceberg. David and I knew about the arrangement but as we grew older, we knew it was not going to be. His heart belonged to Elizabeth, a peasant girl in town and mine belonged to Thomas. Even though, Thomas was not interest in me at this time. He had many “female suitors” if I may say. He was so handsome. But he wasn’t really interested in anyone or anything; he was just interested in becoming King. Even though, he was not next in line to be King, he trained and studied as if he were.
Throughout the years, my friendship with David became more of a brother/sister relationship. We did everything siblings would do together. After a while, everyone thought we were actual siblings and Thomas was the adopted one. He was always a bit distant from us, in his own world.
My friendship with Thomas also changed.
He had given me my first kiss and seemed to be showing interest in me as I did him as a child.
David had mentioned I grew out of my weird little girl stage to an attractive sensual woman, which Thomas could not help become charmed with.
Of course, I was not upset about this because it was my life’s dream to be his wife.
We were not the perfect juveniles. We got in as much trouble together as we did separately. We did so many things to upset Father and Mother. Punishment from Father was extreme but Mother was always there to console us.
I remember escaping with David and Thomas into town in the evenings so David could meet with Elizabeth. We were prohibited to do this but we knew exactly when Father napped and how long. So we were never really caught.
As David visited with Elizabeth, Thomas and I rode around town. Since as children, Father and Mother did not introduce us to the townspeople, no one really knew who we were. I really enjoy being around Landfords people. Everything was so simple. Thomas on the other hand, had a bit of arrogance to him, but was never disrespectful. As I would always joke to him, he should get to know his people before he became King. He always answered with “Ha Ha, Amelia, you should teach them to kneel before their future King” and would
try to force me to kneel to him.
All fun and games.
Our trips to town became more frequent. David was becoming very serious about his lady and was planning on telling Father and Mother. Even if it meant he’d be banished, he was willing to lose the crown for love. How romantic!
On these trips, Thomas and I had a lot of time to ourselves which we used to get more acquainted as young adults. A young woman should not flaunt but I gave myself completely to Thomas one evening. It was not planned, it was written in the stars like Thomas said. Thomas was always so poetic.
As we left David, we rode upon to an abandoned farm house, it was a chilled night, many stars in the sky and the moon was very bright.
“Let’s rest here for a bit Amelia” Said Thomas
“What if someone is here?” I responded.
“It looks empty, come” He replied.
I followed Thomas into the barn and leaned upon a bale of hay.
He smiled and whispered, “What shall we do while we await David? He is going to be a while.”
As he walked around the barn, to make sure no one was around.
“Tell me a story or recite some poetry, you do that so well.” I answered as I walked in the opposite direction, looking around.
Thomas had a wonderful imagination. His stories were full of excitement. And not enough could be said about his poetry, so full of love, any maiden would fall to her knees upon listening to him. He had a different tone of voice, very soothing and gentle. I always told him he should be a storyteller. Which he often disagreed.
He smiled as he walked towards me.
“All right, all right, hmmm?” He said as he rubbed his chin.
“Once upon a time, there was this beautiful young maiden who had stolen the heart of a sad lonely Prince.” He added.
I laughed and replied “Thomas, please.”
He came up behind me and whispered “May I have a kiss?”
His warm breath on my earlobe gave me shivers. I giggled, pushed against him and said “No you may not.”
He grabbed my waist, pulled me to him and replied “Then I shall just take it.”
I could not help but tremble as his cold soft lips gently touched mine.
His kisses were so intense. Very experienced.
I felt them deep inside me.
He looked around and pointed towards an upper loft. He grabbed my hand and led me there. He had grabbed a blanket off his horse and placed it on the floor so we had an area to sit and relax. I lied down and look at the beautiful sky.
“Look at how lovely, Thomas” I said as I pointed upwards.
The barn was missing part of its roof.
“Nothing more beautiful than you in this light” He replied.
He lay next to me and smiled as he looked at the night sky. His profile was perfect, his eyes looked clear green as the starlight shown on him.
I thought to myself “Nothing more beautiful than you in this light, Thomas”.