Today is the seventh day. I will get to see Draco tomorrow. I wonder what he has planned. I would not mind going to my cave again and just being with him. To have him hold me in his arms and sway to our rhythm sounds like heaven right now. I feel as if I have waited forever to see him. I look out the window and see that the sun has rose nearly to midday on the horizon. I did not work today and have just been laying here. I know this is not normal for me and I am itching to do something. I just do not know what. I have read Draco’s book many times as well as his poem. I have read everything in this hut many times. I do need something to do. I swiftly sit up in my bed as an idea comes to mind. I can make the cave more comfortable in case we go there tomorrow. I rush to bathe and out on my clothes. I grab a basket so I can fill it with the items we may need. I add in two more blankets from the extras we have. I also grab an extra pillow. Often when I return home from our visits I
I look into her eyes, and I see my reflection staring back at me. I can see the Hope in my smile but also the fear in my eyes. The seconds it is taking her to answer my question feel like an eternity. Her mouth is gaping open as if she did not expect my proposal. I know it is soon, but I could not wait another day to claim her. Her eyes water and I feel my heart sink into my stomach. Maybe I had this all wrong. I look at the ground feeling my eyes water too as I start to step away. Then a force causes me to take a step back and nearly it the wall. “Yes. Yes I will marry you” she exclaims. I feel my face split into a smile realizing that she has tackled me in her enthusiasm. I pick her up and swing her around so happy that she has accepted my proposal. Then I remember her gift in my pocket. I place her feet on the ground but do not let her go far. I remove the box from my pocket and take her hand in mine. “My grandfather gave this ring with all his love to his second wife. My f
My breath is coming fast from my lungs. I can feel the stretch of my womanhood around his member. Draco lies still above me. His eyes are closed, and his cool breath hits my face. When he opens his eyes I can see the love in his gaze. I squirm against the amount of heat the look gives me. His breath hitches at my movements. “I’m sorry Io” he says. Then he kisses me hard. His lips tug against mine in smooth motion. When he takes my bottom lip in between his teeth he pushes further into me. Pain. In this instant that is all I feel. I cry into his kiss as he rubs his lips against mine. I break the kiss as I feel tears slowly leak from my eyes. I can hear Draco apologizing as he rubs his fingers through my hair and kisses the tears that fall upon my cheeks. “Breathe my love. Just breathe” he soothes. I take a deep breath in a rush to fill my lungs. As I try to breathe through the pain my legs rub against the outside of his in an attempt to relieve the ache I feel between my le
Everything has to be perfect today. I find myself in such a giddy mood I know that it is affecting everyone in my home. Today Io will be coming for dinner to meet my parents. I have had the servants pick flowers from my mother’s gardens and set them around the house to give it a sweet aroma. I also had the chef prepare some of the smoked meats with rice and vegetables. For dessert we will be having a variety of mochi sweets. As I look at the position of the sun outside the window my stomach churns with nervous energy that she will be arriving any moment. I head to the dining room to check on the placements and ensure everything is ready. When I am satisfied with what is done I see my parents coming down the stairs in matching kimonos. They have decided to wear the kimonos that symbolized the water that my mother uses to heal. Both of them are draped with lines of gold to show our wealth. I chose to wear a simple dark blue kimono with the family crest in gold over my right pectoral
When Draco leaves the room with his father I begin to fidget in my seat. His mother stares at me from across the room. She looks almost regal sitting there. Her brown hair is in a long braid drifting to the side and nearly touching the floor. Her kimono is made from the finest silk and when she moves it shimmers like water. She is a woman of true beauty. She has a symmetrical face with high cheek bones. As she sits there staring I can feel myself trimmer in my seat. The air is tight, and I feel as if I am caught in a tough wave. In the tense silence I clear my throat ready to speak. “I.. I feel as if I have angered you and that was not my intention. I am here because I love Draco and wish to marry him” I stammer. At my statement she purses her lips into a thin line. I can immediately tell she does not care about my intentions for her son. I really wish Draco were here. I do not know how to get through to her. “I will speak plainly girl so hear me well. You are not fit to marry
So many things in life can just never go the way that you want them to. It does not matter if you have been good person or how hard you tried. So many calls the events of life that happen with no regard fate. Well, if this is fate then I do not want any part of it. I want nothing more than to go against fate and go after what I want. I just do not have what it takes to hurt people. All I want in this life is love and even that has been denied to me. As I lay on my kang and ponder the way the world revolves I am filled with a sad melancholy of what has become my life. Today is my wedding day. I always imagined that on this day I would be filled with excitement to be pledging my life to another for eternity. It is sad to say but in this moment, I feel nothing. For the last view days, I have found that I am unable to dredge up any emotion. I am just being the good boy who listens and follows directions. Without her this is what my life has become. She left without a word. Just one sm
I have so many things running through my mind at the moment that I do not know how to feel. My world was rocked on its axis when I found out about his engagement. Now he has told me that the entire time he has been fighting against it, but his mother had her own agenda. For the moment, my anger breaks, and tears spring to my eyes. What could I have done to deserve such a fate? Why did it take him so long to come to me? I cant voice any of these questions as deep sobs are being wrenched from my throat at the pain I feel. I thought I had lost him. I never knew that something in this world could cause me so much pain. I feel Draco wrap his arms around me as I cry. Seeking comfort to my chaotic emotions I turn into his arms. I use him as my piece of solace as I try to let go of the pain. We sit down as he hums our song trying to soothe me further. Soon my tears dry up and all I sense is quiet. My heart is no longer kissing in my chest. For days I felt like my world was ending.
The day four weeks ago still stays on repeat in my head. I have sat in his room since surrounded by all his things. In the evenings I sit in the sitting room and replay our conversations by the fire. I have cried at the pain I feel all this time. My boy is gone, and I have no one to blame for him leaving but myself. I have not spoken to anyone since that day. I live in the memories of my son. That day when Draco pushed me away after he found out the truth I had remained seated in my pride. I was hurt that he would speak to me, the woman who birthed him, in such a way. Normally, when he is hurt he runs to his tree to have some time to himself. I thought that he would go there to think and to get over what he had heard. As his ma I should have known that this time would be different. I had dismissed my lady maid as soon as Draco left the room so I could have time to think to myself. For a few moments I felt guilty at what I had done. That feeling was however fleeting and I soon ro