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ąæ Words from yours truly: Marquess is a nobleman of high hereditary rank in various european peerages, itās a rank thatās above an earl and below a duke. The term āladyā is used for a woman with a title of nobility, such as the daughter of the duke, marquess and earl.
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āšš”šš«ššššš«š¬: Izana Kurokawa, Ran Haitani, Chifuyu Matsuno
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Your view is dotted with the endless forest trees as you continued to run away from your home. Your long hair and dress were softly dancing with the wind. The only thing thatās guiding you are the glowing rays of moonlight and luminous petals of silver freckled sky.
The forest you had entered was oak-brown and primitive. The trees were hoary fortresses that stood proudly, their fallen leaves making rustling sounds on each step you take, and the further you went, the more mystical and spellbinding your surroundings became.
Lifeās not always fair. Itās not always about sparkles and rainbows. There will be mountains and doors that we can't walk through, there will be a darkness thatāll chase you no matter what you do, no matter how far you run, to remind you that whatās written in the stars cannot be undone.
Youāre the daughter of a Marquess, the pride and heir to the House of L/N, a respected noble lady. Meanwhile, your lover is just a mere commoner.
āIf you donāt want to tarnish the reputation of House L/N, then you should stop seeing that lowlife of a man!ā
āYou must listen to me, for I am your mother and the marchioness of this house. I didnāt raise you just to be with that good-for-nothing man. Think about this whole situation carefully. Donāt bring disgrace to our family, Y/Nā
āMy lady! What are you doing? The young Lord said you mustnāt go out of your room!ā
āForgive me, my lady. But the Marquess had informed us that from on this day forth, you are forbidden to go out of the mansion.ā
You had been told countless times to stay away from him, but why would you listen to them when Izana had already given you every reason not to?
A certain selfish part of you was exhilarated by the fact that you were so captivated by him, but a rational part of your being knew how dangerous this love was for the both of you. This love you have is like a raging fire that can't be tamed, like a flame thatās burning brightly. It's addictive and borderline obsessive. Oddly satisfying in every way, yet never getting enough. Youāre the flames, and he's the fuel thatās keeping you burning.
You had asked yourself so many times, if every moment you spend with him was worth paying such a price. Your emotions seemed to be conflicted everytime those thoughts swirled inside your mind, yet he always managed to wash those worries away with just his touch, gaze, and laugh.
You had lived through worse experiences, and running away is the answer to be free from all of that. This was the only way to escape the hellhole that loops over and over again.
You continued to run, slowly losing your faith to your own lover, Izana. Heās nowhere to be found. What if he forgot? What if heās not coming for you? These thoughts alone was enough to bring you into a deep despair. Your pleading eyes looked into the depths of the green abyss, aching to find a glimpse of him. You stopped in your tracks and continued to search for him, scanning the entire area.
You felt your eyes sting, only to realize that itās now welling up with tears, the disbelief overwhelming your heart. āIzana!ā You called for him, voice echoing through the forest, āIzana!ā You called once more, yet again, no reply. With tears falling helplessly from your eyes, you rushed deeper into the forest, ignoring the throbbing pain inside your chest and the suffocating cold air thatās entering your throat.
āMy lady? Where are you, my beloved?ā A familiar warm voice called, making you stop and wipe some tears from your face. ā...Izana?ā Was it really him? Was it your lover? Did he really came for you? Soon enough, you heard footsteps from behind, approaching the same direction. Though there was nothing besides a vast dark sky & moonlight, you still saw the figure of the man who came into your view. A man whom you deeply knew.
You wasted no time and quickly wrapped your arms around him, as he did the same, engulfing you in a tight embrace. The warm feeling of being in his arms is enough to soothe your troubled mind.
āI... I thought you wouldnāt come,ā you whispered, as he delicately tuck your lock behind your ears. His hands made its way onto your face before caressing your cheeks gently, āYou know Iāll always come whenever you need me, my lady.ā He said reassuringly before placing an affectionate kiss on the top of your head.
āWe shouldnāt waste any time. Letās runaway together, my love. Letās go somewhere far away from this land, to the moon and beyond the stars.ā He coaxed, staring deeply into your eyes before glancing toward your familyās manor and grabbing you by the hand to run off. Shouting was heard from behind along with the clicking sounds of the hooves.
You ventured deeper into the tangled heart of this primeval forest, knowing that, at the end of this run, an uncertain future awaits.
As soon as your gaze landed in the mirror, you saw a woman wearing an intricately designed lace wedding veil, a white silk wedding gown, a matching diamond necklace & earrings, silver tiara, and a pair of big melancholic eyes.
Oh, right. Itās you. That woman you were staring at was yourself. You almost forgot that itās your own reflection because of the sorrowful expression youāre wearing.
āRan, where are you?ā you whispered to yourself anxiously as the servants continues to finish dressing you up for the wedding which your parents have arranged. Itās been decided that youāll be getting married to the prince of the opposing nation, and today is the day youāll be tied to that man with no ounce of happiness inside your heart.
āYour majesty, this feud of ours has been going on for decades. Iām sure that If I were to marry the princess, this would have stop.ā
āItās been decided! I, the emperor of this empire, hereby declare that my only daughter, Princess Y/N, will be tying knots with Prince Alpheuss of Rua so that peace may come to both our sides!ā
āHave you heard the news? They said the princess will be married to the prince of Rua!ā
āWell, isnāt that a good news? The conflict between the two great nations would now come to an end because the Princess will be married to Prince Alpheuss soon!ā
What a joke. Didnāt your mother always preach about love? Didnāt she always remind you to find a man thatāll love you for the rest of eternity? She kept spewing out these things and yet, she immediately agreed to this decision without a second thought. Everything feels like a joke, a sad buffoonās joke. In the end you were just meant to be a laughingstock for having your hopes up.
You look at the open window, heart being engulfed by melancholy. You felt helpless, like a damsel in distress in a fairytale. The maids began to leave the room one by one, leaving you alone once again. The sky had always been postcard-perfect, but now it was changing. The beautiful cocktail-blue shade is now darkening into gravel-grey. From the north, large pillows of cloud were forming, blotting out the old-gold colour of the sun.
āGreat,ā you smiled bitterly. For why would the Gods be fair to other people if he isnāt fair to you? Why arenāt you allowed to live your own life the way you wanted to? Why did your happiness needs to be sacrificed in order to end the conflict they have started? Is this heavenās way of indemnifying you for all your sins? Itās a tragedy, and as any good tragedy, the clouds started to spat out their beads of water, making the guests in the garden rushed inside. You look at the north again, to the tar-black clouds moving towards you. So far but so fast, as fast as the birds flying away, and as if no one sees him coming, a young knight wearing a medieval suit came across the view. Making your eyes widened in shock.
āRan!ā You called. Wasting no time, you hastily stood up from your sit and climb the thick vines all the way down. You get soaked along with your white dress thatās now getting torn and dirty, but you didnāt mind, because all that matters is thatās heās finally here. As you nearly reached the bottom, you felt a pair of strong arms guide you to an old mare. As soon as youāve been sat comfortably, he grabbed the reins and kicked the horse into a fast gallop.
āYou can still go back,ā He spoke, wrapping his arms around you.
āNo, I want to be with you, forever and always.ā You held onto him tightly as his old mare guided the both of you through the damp woods. The scent given off by earth after rain filled the air along with soft sounds of the horse trodding along an unfamiliar path.
The horse stopped as your lover turned and held your gaze. Tiny rain drops fell onto his face and coated his thick beautiful lashes.
āI have no lands, wealth nor a high title, I have nothing to offer you aside from my undying love for you, your highness. Do you really want to be with me?ā He asks, his eyes were pleading and his words were laced with utmost sincerity. He had nothing, he was just a knight you had fallen in love with ages ago. The man who had captured your heart, mind, and soul. The same man who had learned to love your beauty, quirks, and all.
In all honesty, you didnāt really intend to leave everything behind, but then this is the only way to avoid being entrap from the cruel chains of your destiny. This was the only way you could be with him.
āI donāt care about your status! Every wealth in this world could never make up for your presence. I want to be with you!ā You declared before cupping his cheek and putting your mouth on his. You kissed, passion and euphoria placed upon both of your lips. Tears fell from your eyes, not because of sorrow, but joy. You break in from the kiss and rest your forehead on his. You sighed in contentment as you continued to held each other in your newfound freedom, guarded by the trees and rain.
Fate was tricky like that. It consumed us when we thought we were free, and it freed us when we thought we were captured.
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The night was deep and serene. The pale crescent moon shone like a silvery claw as the night stars peeped down at earth like silver asters, glinting and shimmering. Looking so euphoric in their solar-silver isolation. Humming an old tune to yourself, you run your hand over the vast collection of books you have on your bookshelf. āMm, letās see... what shall I read on this lovely evening?ā you whispered to yourself. After a minute of choosing, one book caught your eye at last, a classic one. You had read the book about a thousand times, but you never grew tired of its story. Itās a love story thatās passionately beautiful and euphoric, yet sorrowful at the same time. Itās about a princess and knight who falls in love with each other. Of course, itās forbidden, given the difference of their status. You almost want to laugh because of your lifeās similarity to the book.
But isnāt forbidden love delightful? When you canāt help yourselves from falling, even though you know youāre not supposed to. Itās one of those silent lovers pacts, which you can only whisper between every stolen moment. Thereās always a hidden charm about something thatās forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable.
You pulled out the leather-covered book that you just picked up. With the book tucked tightly under your arm, you sat yourself comfortably on the bed. After finally settling in, you slowly crack open your book to first chapter. The scent of the musty book tickles your nose as the page flips. Each pages are tarnished from time, dyed in yellowish colour. As you begin to submerge yourself in the book, your attention suddenly shifted towards the roomās open window upon hearing faint rustling noises.
You felt your lips curled into a soft smile, knowing well that the only person who will cause noises at times like these was none other than you lover. His constant sneaking in your room is going to get the both of you into trouble, but you didnāt care, as long as you donāt get caught. You supposed you two were like Romeo and Juliet in this sense. You closed the book you were reading and sprung up from your sit.
āChifuyu, you made it!ā You greeted, a smile spreading across your face at the sight of your lover. You made your way to him, cautious not to make more sound than necessary. Not so long ago, your father forbids you to meet with him the moment he learned you two were in a relationship. The reason? Your familyās social reputation and his pride as a duke. In the eyes of nobles, the things thatāll determine your value and social standing were power and wealth. Your lover is an ordinary person who had no ranks or any title, so thereās no alliance to seal. There is nothing a low-born's family can offer to a high-born family.
āWhen havenāt I?ā He replied, chuckling lightly. His chuckles were like tinkling bells and morning dew that sent a sweet sense of nostalgia through your mind. He flashed you his usual bright smile. The smile that made you fall so deep. When you reached him he took your hand in his and gave it the slightest yet sweetest kiss before turning his gaze up at you. You smiled again before engulfing him in an embrace. Oh, how long youāve waited to hold him tight like this. He wrapped his arms around you in return, holding you close for a moment that felt like eternity. You glanced up, reaching your hands for his cheek, brushing the yellow locks away from his eyes, revealing its cerulean blue colour.
āAre you ready, my love?ā He asks.
āReady,ā you replied before giving him a reassuring smile.
He offered you his hand as you stepped up onto the windowsill, expertly balanced on the protruding bricks and climbing ivy of your home. The damp air outside foretells the evening rain. You took his hands and reached for the thick vines, carefully holding onto it all the way down. As you nearly reached the bottom, you felt the telltale drops of rain splash on your skin. A rumbling thunder was heard across the sky, along with the creak of your bedroom door.
āRun!ā You grabbed his hand, as you began running through the garden and into the woods as the rain poured harshly all around you. You continued to run without looking back at the place you once called āhomeā. The shouts that seemed so close faded away into distant echoes as the trees nestled both of you away from view and shielded your forms from the onslaught of rain.
You shivered as the wind whispered through your skin. Chifuyu pulled you into his arms before claiming your lips. You felt him wash over you like a wave of warmth, curling your toes, unfurling all your senses as the taste of him nearly silenced all thoughts.
The two of you shared a kiss as if no one else existed, as if nothing else matters, and there was no risk of any other people who can catch you off guard.
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