Emilyn's Story

Martin sighed as Alec smiled, knowing he saw his anger. Taking a breath, he replied to Alec. "I've only been to the greenhouse, and main rooms in the castle so far. But, I'm sure it's beautiful." He started to bite his nails. He still hadn't told anyone of his unexpected leave for war, in only a few days. Emalyn knew, but only because she was there when he found out himself. His eyes became downcast.

Emalyn held Alec's hand lovingly, and smiled as well. He was amazing, really. "They're quite beautiful, dear." She answered him, and sighed happily. She rested her head on his shoulder, her fingers running up and down his muscular arm. She had her gloves on as it was a formal event, technically.

Dalila rarely noticed signes of sadness Or distress but it was obvious Martin wasn’t overly happy at the moment. She didn’t know why he suddenly became unhappy but she thought about how to comfort him. She placed one of her hands on his knee, in an effort to reassure him. With this gesture she tried to tell him whatever he had on his mind it would be ok.

Alec patted her head as she lied on his shoulder. Her head on him was strangely reassuring. He caught her hand as it drifted up and down his arm and held it gently under the table, entangling their fingers. They were so close he could hear her heart beat rhythmically.

“The day of the wedding is soon I believe, I’m not great with dates so excuse me if I’m wrong?” Alec stated smiling.

Dalila perked up a little as his said it and looked at Martin with her big, loving eyes. “Everything is planned right? I believe my parents sent you the basic run down. We still have a final dress fitting left though. It should be quite exciting.”

Dalila blushed a little as Martin touched her hand. It wasn't anything obvious but her cheecks became a little rosy. She didn't know the reason for this reaction but she believed it must have been that she felt something special when she was around him. The woman was unsure if it was love, there weren't many experiences she could base it on. However, she truly wanted it to be just that. Afterall they were getting married in a few days.

"I've got to say, I'll miss this place but there's still so much ahead of us before the wedding day. How about we spend tomorrow together Emalyn? We can have a girl chat as I'd love to know you better and give our brothers some free time. That is if you and they are ok with it," Dalila suggested with a bright look on her face.

Alec had a loevely time thoughout the evening. Emalyn right by his side gave him comfort he never felt before. He could say it was a similar feeling to when he described his adventures to his excited little sister. Yet that didn't seem to do it justice. This was something else, different, stronger. This could have been true love. He chuckled and gave Emalyn a playful nudge before kissing hr forehead.

"If Emalyn can stand being without me for a few hours I don't see a problem. Maybe me and Martin could do something too?"

Dalila felt tears well up in her eyes as the faces of those around her became dissatisfied and Emalyn stormed out. She didn’t fully get why Emalyn got angry, maybe she just had a short temper or maybe it was the nerves they had all been suffering from. Anyway, she felt bad. The woman felt as if it was her fault an argument broke out. She hoped for her suggestion to cause peace rather than havoc. She tried to suppress the water trickling down her face as to not upset anyone further.

“If you excuse me, I’ll also return to my room,” she said her voice wary and headed upstairs.

Alec watched the scene unfold before him with wide eyes. He was slowly getting used to this but seeing Emalyn so distressed made him feal a pang in his heart. As he was about to follow her, Dalila also got up. He could see, she was also obviously saddened. As much as he wanted to go after both of them he continued sitting for a while longer. He looked at Martin he didn’t seem to go after Emalyn but Alec wondered if his reaction to Dalila would be different, he was leaving her with him afterall. He pushed his chair back and stood up.

“I’m going to check up on Emalyn.”

She was at the end of the stairs when she heard his voice. It took her a moment to realize who it was. Her face was smudged with tears as she turned around to hug him back. She almost wished they could stay like this forever and forget everything around them. She let out a half smile as he spoke in his lovely voice.

“It’s fine now,” she answered lifting her head to look him in the eyes.

It took Alec some time before he found Emalyn. At this point his thoughts were focused entirely on her. Somewhere along his search he picked up a bottle of champagne and held it up before approaching her.

“You feeling a little better sweetheart? Would you like a drink to cheer you up? I think even the sky is mourning your sadness today.”

“It’s ok,” she whispered lightly sighing and put her face against his chest. She was happy just standing there that way. The comfort and warmth of being so close to another human being who she thought she loved felt great. Maybe it was because just moments ago she was so sad, but this moment felt better than any before that. She was becoming aware of the fact they’d still have problems to overcome but things seemed somehow bright. She had no idea how much time had passed but suddenly she felt tired.

“I’m going to sleep. I’ll see you tomorrow right?”


He chuckled and confidently answered “I love you too.” Emalyn was like a storm. Full of energy and strong emotions. Sure sometimes she went a little over the top, but he always loved danger and after all lighting was a beautiful sight to see.

“Glasses are overrated,” he said opening the champagne and taking a sip straight from the bottle with a smile.


((I also want to say I'm incredibly sorry for my extreme lack of activity these past two weeks or so. <3))

She entwined her fingers between his to tighten the grip he had on her hand. They walked quietly towards her room but it wasn’t the awkward type of silence. She was very happy in that moment and when they reached the bedroom Dalila felt a tinge of sadness. She had never before been a very assertive girl. She was always rather passive but for some reason just there and then she didn’t want to be. She kissed Martin gently on the lips. When she pulled away, it’d be a lie to say she wasn’t a little embarrassed. Growing red Dalila quickly disappeared through the door and leaned against it on the other side.

“I’ve been taught not to argue with ladies but I’m not sure I fully agree. How could one ever measure my love for you?” Alec said winking and gently taking the bottle from her to have another drink himself. He sat down and they talked, with shimmering stars lighting the sky above them. He cuddled her on the balcony taking a sip of champagne now and then. Somewhere along the line he must have fallen asleep.

(yup)

Dalila quickly went to bed after her sudden behavior. She woke up happy but for a few moments couldn’t remember why that was so. When the memories of the evening flooded back into her head she grabbed a pillow and squishing it tightly let out a small squeal. Even though she was ecstatic, Dalila also felt incredibly tired. It could have been the overload of tiring events last night, but her body felt faint and her head felt dizzy. She called in the maids to help her dress and decided to ignore the uneasy feeling for the time being. She carefully walked downstairs to see if anyone, especially Martin, was awake yet.

When Alec woke up to find himself and Emalyn hung-over and sleeping on the balcony, he couldn’t help but burst out laughing. With his loud laugh the whole of last night came back to him. God, Emalyn could handle her alcohol. He had a most enjoyable time. He nudged her slightly to see if she was a awake and kissed her forhead. He decided if she didn’t give him a response he’d carry her to her bed.

Martin awoke in his bed, from a good night's sleep. He felt amazing especially since Dalila had kissed him. With a smile on his face, he quickly dressed into his usual casual suit, and crept down the stairs, to find Dalila looking for someone. "Looking for me, sweetie? 'Cause I'm lookin' for you." He chuckled, and wrapped his arms around her, standing behind her, and pecked her neck gently with kisses. "Good Morning, beautiful." He smiled.

Emalyn was awake when Alec woke up, but her head hurt, so she laid there with closed eyes. When Martin nudged her, she grunted, and put an arm over her eyes. "I forgot how alcohol hurts in the morning..." She chuckled, and sat up a little to where her head was closer to his. She put her head on his shoulder, and held his arm with hers. "Can't we just skip breakfast and sit here, and you let me kiss you?" She giggled, and rubbed his arm softly.

Feeling Martin’s warmth around her made Dalila forget about tiredness for a while. Moments like these usually made her heart stop, just to start fluttering frantically like a frenzied butterfly just seconds after. She looked up at him and smiles. “Yes. I’m glad to see you,” she replied faintly with sweetness in her voice. Even though she had been sheltered for much of her life, Dalila was almost sure this was what love felt like.

“You know if you skip breakfast all the time you won’t have any energy. Although I don’t mind staying here like this. After all I can carry you anywhere you want.” With this he stood up, picked her up gently and spun her around before sitting her on the railing of the balcony. He held her tightly and softly kissed her lips. Rays of sunlight fell onto his eyes and it felt as if the sun was shining only for them. Even when she looked tired and a little hung over, she still looked beautiful, even in comparison to the lovely scenery behind her.

((Do you want to do the dress and suit fitting next? Also I won’t be able to post till at least Wednesday as I’m going to Spain for a few days <3 ))