I continued gazing at the splendor of the castle. Nothing has changed--everything still holds its place. As I reach the bottom of the stairs, I realize for the first time that something has changed. The picture that once sat in the library of my fathers library, now was again in it's old spot at the end of the hall next to the picture of mother holding my brother. As I sat frozen to the stair case, viewing the beautiful picture, I didn't noticed that I had a spectator.
"Beautiful...isn't it?" More surprising than the fact that some one was behind me, was the voice. Turning I can barely believe my eyes.
"Brother?" I smiled, unable to tell if he was being sarcastic or not. "It isn't the only beautiful picture on the wall."
"Yes, but I must say it is lovely though." He sighed. "For years I wondered who you were, and why this was the only picture there was of you. Then I learned the story through the angry words of people in town. My..." He focused on me. "... I mean our parents told me what had happened, and why you were no longer with us. I wanted to visit you or see you, but father explained that your condition was one of emotion and that we shouldn't."
I nodded. My smile grew as I saw that he was no longer angry at all. "I wish I had known you, also. I have loved you though, brother." I grasped his hand. Now tell me all that has happened since I was gone. I want to know everything." My enthusiam must have now been visible.
He and I ran as if we were kids. He took me to the gardens and we spoke about all the events that had passed. Then he spoke on a different matter. "I am sorry about last night. I should have been more sympathetic to you, but I was only thinking of myself."
"It's okay. I knew coming back might have some difficulties. I am prepared to handle just about anything."
"So I saw. You were marvelous last night. You spoke with conviction and bravery. I could never have done what you did."
"You can. You will be a king one day, and the conviction and bravery that you saw in me will appear in you without your even knowing it." I placed my arms around his neck and hugged him. "Mother will be looking for me soon."
"I will go fetch her." He kissed my hand and then ran. I never knew that being a sister would be this easy. He seems so much more warmer in his disposition, maybe I can hold off on finding true love, just a little while.
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