"Your first snow!" Queen Elmegaard held her dear child so she could reach a passing snowflake. It was the child's first snow and she was lucky, because it had just arrived on the little Princess' birthday. Lysa giggled and was amused by the situation.
Ah well.. Everything seemed perfect at Castle Keep.
The Royal Family had gathered for the upcoming ball at their castle. The children had bloomed and Lysa was now a child. Her birthday in consideration, the castle had decided to invite people from long and beyond and some from Praaven city to gather the next couple of days and celebrate Lysa. The Ball was thrown the very next day.
Queen Elmegaard longed for more children, as she could not bear the feeling of her children growing up so fast. She lied on the couch in the lounge, when the King came by. "Come." She told him.
"My Queen.." He anwsered and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips. They didn't spend many nights together in the same chamber, and Elmegaard was thrilled to know that her housebound was not tired of her. Yet, at least.
She was well rested and glad that there were no servants around to watch. The King left for supper, while she relaxed in the Lounge.
Lysa would spend a lot of time with her younger brother, Florian. She cared for him very much and felt like the luckiest girl alive, as he smiled upon her.
The next day by the Ball at Castle Keep..
The King's older sister had dropped by a visit, even when she lived two kingdoms away. She was married to an old Lord, but she was always full of joy.
Lord Ty was actually the King's old uncle, who also decided to join in on the party.
Then the King discovered a rude guest, that had snug into the castle. Why on earth would he be wearing a pyjamas? The King felt mocked, and hit the poor peasant.
And just as the fight was over, King Tyrion saw a female guest passing by. Stunned by her beauty, the rude guest fled and he would turn to the stranger.
"Are you enjoying the party?" He asked the strange woman. Her name was Evelyn, and she sure was beautiful. The King had a weakness for such things.
"I did, My King. But it was a long ride. I come from Westerling." She told him. Westerling was a Kingdom far away, but as she did not appear to be royal, the king could approach her.
He leaned over asking permission to place a gentle kiss on her hand. She let him.
The guests would spend 3 days at the Castle, before travelling home. Evelyn had also been staying for three days, and the King had spend all his time with her during the Ball. They went for a quiet evening walk in the Castle Gardens. Arm in arm, she would tell him stories about the place she grew up. It sure did sound interesting.
"Evelyn.." The King mumbled and turned her around quickly. These three days was the best days he had had in a long time. All thanks to her.
They shared a long kiss and most of the guests had already left. Queen Elmegaard had decided to go fetch her housebound, when one of the guests insisted on saying her farewells to the King before leaving. But the Queen found more than she was looking for. She quickly left the gardens without being noticed, and went to her chambers.
As she arrived at her chambers she could not hold it any longer. Two children had she given him, and this was his respect? She loved her king very dearly, and this was something she could just not bear. How could he?!
That night the Queen did not sleep very well and servants heard mourning outside her door all night.
The King went out to the same garden the morning after. It was only dawn and the sea was pink. From his Castle view he could look all the way across the narrow sea, and all he could think of was Evelyn, that had left the night before to go back to Westerling. Would he ever see her again?
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