(5) Engraving
King Henry
I lay in my bed, staring at the ceiling, while I listen to the muffled sounds of Victoria in her chambers, screaming and throwing breakable things at her wall. She has been going on like this for hours. When will her anger at me run out? I fear she may grow tired and fall asleep before she is free from her animosity towards me.
It is highly likely she will just resume her anger-filled activities in the morning.
Her anger turns to sadness. I hear her gasp for air. The crying does not last long. She returns to shouting profanities before I even have time to think about checking up on her.
I think I would just make it worse if I came to visit her now...
I stand and walk to my desk, pulling the bottom drawer open and pulling a leather bound book out of the otherwise empty drawer.
I run my fingers over the engraved letters on the front.
To Princess Raeanne, my sunshine.
May you always get everything your heart desires.
From your beloved father.
I smile, thinking about the love he had for his daughter. I take comfort knowing my mother cared as deeply for me as it seems her father did for her.
If only she could be here with me now. I could really use her advice about Victoria. I hate to see her so upset with me but I truly do feel like I am protecting her.
Would my mother agree? Would she do the same? Would her father?
I thumb through the pages, finding one that sticks out to me. I flatten the book on the desk and sit down to read it.
Diary, I fear you are the only one I have to talk to anymore. My husband is dead. My mother is dead. All I have to think about is my sweet baby.
And Michael.
He is the only one I have ever truly loved.
Oh how I wish we could be together. Someday.
I am not sure when or how, but it will happen. I have faith.
I smile, closing the book. Her faith prevailed. She was able to wed Michael in the end. She was able to be happy despite all of the obstacles thrown at her. She was able to do it. She paved her own path.
Reading this entry makes me want to believe in Victoria's claim to love. She still seems very upset with my refusal to bless their relationship.
But I am not sure. Something does not feel right about Clarke Howard. I am going to keep my eye on him.
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