I though when I awake this morning, that I was safe from the dreams. But I really wouldnt call what I did last night sleeping. More like passing out. But I was wrong. I was way too warm in the house this morning and the sun wouldnt not stop shining in my eyes, no matter what I did, so I decided to head to the barn, where its cooler and darker. I curled up in Storms stall and fell asleep. The dreams found me there... I watched the carriages pull up from the safety of a royal carriage. The horses were magnificent. I looked at my reflection in the window, yet again. Was the beautiful lady staring back at me real? The ball gown was stunning. Deep red satin, with a satin white underskirt that showed where the gown was tied along the bottom. Around my neck hung a gold chain with a ruby pendant. A pair of matching ruby earrings graced my ears. My red hair was piled high, with ringlets framing my face. I look at my Prince, practically ppleading, I cant do this. Im just a simple horse trainer. I dont belong at this ball. I will make a fool of myself. Ive trained most of the horses out there. Sprite, you are not than a simple horse trainer. You are my beat friend. You will not attend any of the bballs in my kingdom, even though they are for everyone. All the villagers come to them. Yet you hide in the stables. Do you know how many times Ive been asked about the mysteries Alexa? Lex, you belong just as much as anyone here. Never doubt yourself. You are stunning in that gown. You will be the belle of the ball tonight. He leans forward as he looks in my eyes. He is so close I can feel his breath on my lips as he speaks. I can smell the sandalwood and sage. So intoxicating. I cant help bbut a quick glace down at his lips. I want to kiss him, but hold back. Does he know how I truly feel? Would he feel the same? I cant risk our friendship, even if ifs father, my King, dislikes that friendship. I think he actually hates me because I AM just the royal horse trainer. I look down again, taking a deep breath hoping it will help quell my shaking hands. I feel a finger on my chin, tilting my head up. Hes so close, when he whispers, you are the most beautiful woman here. Never forget that. And then, he kisses me. So tender, so swiftly I almost wonder if it was just a dream. But his reaction to what he had done, tell me differently. Forgive me, my lady. I should not have taken such liberties. But I have wanted to do that since the day I met my Sprite in the woods. I turn my head again toward the window, hoping he does not see my blushing. There us nothing to forgive. I have often wondered if you would taste as I have thought. And? I whisper, not knowing if he will be able to hear, Even better.
Posted on: Mon, 21 Jul 2014 01:14:48 +0000
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