章 6: Eirik's Sorrow
Eirik sat motionless on the edge of his bed, the highly decorated chamber that once offered him comfort now suffocating.
The gilded mirrors, and plush cushions seemed to mock his turmoil.
The letter from his father, King Xavian, announcing the marriage arrangement with Prince Kaelix of Zephyros, lay crumpled in his trembling hand.
The words had struck him like a dagger to the heart, each line deepening the wound.
His thoughts swirled in a chaotic storm of fear, sadness, and confusion. How could they decide his fate so coldly, without even consulting him? His life, his love, his future, all decided in a council room, far from where he sat drowning in despair.
A soft knock on the door broke through his reverie, and Eirik quickly wiped away the tears that had begun to spill from his deep purple eyes.
The door creaked open, revealing Queen Morgana, her face a portrait of sorrow. Behind her were Eirik's twin brothers, Lucian and Julian, their expressions mirroring their mother's concern.
"Eirik, my darling," Queen Morgana whispered, rushing to his side. Her arms enveloped him in a tight embrace, her own tears beginning to flow. "I am so sorry. I wish I could change this."
Eirik leaned into his mother's embrace, but the warmth of her love could not thaw the icy dread that had settled in his chest. "Why, Mother? Why did they do this to me?"
Queen Morgana gently stroked his long white hair, her fingers trembling. "Your father and the council believe this is the only way to secure peace. I fought against it, but Zephyros has already accepted. There is no turning back now."
Lucian and Julian stepped forward, each placing a comforting hand on their brother's shoulders. Julian, always the more empathetic of the twins, spoke softly, "We're here for you, Eirik. We'll always be here for you."
Lucian, his jaw clenched in silent anger, nodded. "We'll find a way to make this right. Somehow."
Eirik looked up at his brothers, his vision blurred by fresh tears. He wanted to believe their words, to find solace in their presence, but the reality was harsh and unyielding. "I don't want to leave. I don't want to marry him."
Queen Morgana's heart broke at the sight of her son's despair. She guided Eirik to lie down, cradling his head in her lap. "Shh, my precious flower," she whispered, her voice trembling. "We'll get through this together."
She began to sing a lullaby, a soft, soothing melody that had comforted Eirik since he was a child.
"Sleep now, my precious, let the worries take flight,
Wrapped in the Moon's gentle glow, till the dawning light.
Dream of the meadows where the lilies are fair,
With the soft, whispering breeze, and love everywhere.
In the silence of the evening, where the world is at rest,
Feel the warmth of my love, and the touch of a quest.
Though the road ahead is weary, and the night seems so long,
In the heart of the moonlight, you'll find where you belong.
Sleep now, my precious, let the worries take flight,
Wrapped in the moon's gentle glow, till the dawning light.
Dream of the meadows where the lilies are fair,
With the soft, whispering breeze, and love everywhere.
When the night feels so endless, and the stars are so far,
Know my love will guide you, no matter where you are.
Rest now in the moonlight, let your sorrow be gone,
For in dreams, you'll find solace until the break of dawn."
Her voice, filled with love and sorrow, brought a small measure of comfort to Eirik's troubled heart. He closed his eyes, trying to lose himself in the familiar rhythm of his mother's song.
Lucian and Julian exchanged worried glances. They had always been protective of their delicate brother, and seeing him in such pain was unbearable. Julian's hand tightened into a fist as he silently vowed to do whatever it took to protect Eirik from this fate.
After what felt like an eternity, Eirik's sobs began to subside. Queen Morgana gently wiped away his tears, her heart aching with each touch. "Rest now, my darling," she whispered. "Everything is going to be alright."
But Eirik knew that nothing would ever be alright again.
The twins helped their mother tuck Eirik into bed, each taking turns to kiss their brother on the forehead. Their movements were gentle and deliberate, a stark contrast to the turmoil raging inside them. Eirik's eyes fluttered closed, exhausted from the emotional turmoil. Queen Morgana kissed his forehead as well, her tears falling onto his pale skin.
"Goodnight, my sweet Eirik," she murmured, her voice breaking. "May your dreams be kinder than your waking hours."
The three of them quietly left the room, closing the door behind them. As soon as the soft click of the latch echoed through the chamber, Eirik's eyes snapped open. The silence of the room was deafening, amplifying the sound of his ragged breaths and the pounding of his heart.
Tears welled up again, spilling over and running down his cheeks. He clutched the edge of the blanket, his fingers digging into the fabric as if it could anchor him to some semblance of stability. The image of Sadiki's face filled his mind, his heart aching with the memory of their secret moments together.
He thought back to the nights they had stolen away to a hidden corner of the palace gardens, where they could be alone and free from prying eyes. The way Sadiki's eyes would light up when he smiled, the warmth of his embrace, the tender whispers of love they had shared. How could he leave all that behind?
Eirik's shoulders shook with silent sobs, the pain too deep for words. He felt utterly alone, despite the love and support of his family. The path laid out before him seemed impossibly cruel, a future dictated by duty and devoid of the happiness he had dreamed of.
He buried his face in the pillow, his tears soaking into the fabric. Each breath was a struggle, his chest tight with grief. The thought of marrying Prince Kaelix, a man he had never met, filled him with dread. The rumors of Kaelix's fierceness and ruthlessness only added to his fear.
Eirik cried until he had no more tears left to shed, his body trembling with exhaustion. His mind drifted back to Sadiki, wishing more than anything to be in his beloved's arms.
But Sadiki was not there. He could not be there.
In a final act of desperation, Eirik reached for the small pendant Sadiki had given him,a simple silver charm that had always brought him comfort. He clutched it tightly in his hand, as if the physical connection to Sadiki could somehow ease his pain.
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Linda_Wilyuhm @Audranasa, thank you so much for the power stone. This chapter is dedicated to you. (♡´▽`♡)
章 7: A Love in Secret
Prince Eirik lay curled on his bed, his body racked with silent sobs.
The moonlight filtered through the tall windows, casting a pale, ethereal glow across his chambers, but the prince found no comfort in its light.
Each tear that fell from his deep purple eyes felt like a piece of his soul being torn away, leaving him hollow and cold.
He clutched the edge of the blanket as though it could anchor him to some semblance of stability.
But nothing could hold back the tide of despair that washed over him as the news of his impending marriage to Prince Kaelix of Zephyros, it sunk deeper into his heart.
The thought of leaving behind everything he knew, everyone he loved,especially Sadiki, was almost too much to bear.
A soft knock echoed through the room, hesitant but deliberate, and Eirik's heart leapt in his chest. It was a sound he had come to recognize, one that signaled safety, warmth, and love. He didn't need to respond; the door creaked open just enough to allow the man he longed for to slip inside.
Captain Sadiki stepped into the room, his tall frame casting a long shadow across the floor. His face, usually stern and composed, was now etched with concern as his eyes searched the dim room for the prince.
When his gaze found Eirik huddled on the bed, his heart clenched with sorrow. Without a word, he closed the door behind him and crossed the room in a few swift strides.
The moment their eyes met, Eirik bolted from the bed, throwing himself into Sadiki's arms.
The captain caught him effortlessly, pulling the prince close as if afraid he might shatter.
Eirik buried his face in Sadiki's chest, his tears soaking into the dark fabric of the captain's uniform. His sobs, muffled against Sadiki's body, broke the silence of the night, filling the room with the sound of his grief.
"Sadiki, I can't… I can't do this," Eirik choked out between sobs. "They're sending me away. They're taking me from you."
Sadiki's heart ached at the sight of his beloved in such distress. He gently stroked Eirik's long white hair, trying to offer what little comfort he could.
"Shh, my love, I'm here. I'm right here," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. He guided Eirik back to the bed, sitting down and pulling the prince into his lap, cradling him as though he were the most precious thing in the world.
Eirik clung to Sadiki, his tears continuing to fall as he sought solace in the captain's embrace. The steady rhythm of Sadiki's heartbeat beneath his cheek was a small comfort, a reminder that for now, at least, they were together.
Sadiki's thoughts drifted back to the day he first realized he was in love with Eirik.
It had been a warm spring afternoon in the palace gardens. He was guarding the prince during one of his leisurely walks, a duty he performed with the utmost dedication.
Eirik had always been kind and gentle, his delicate beauty a source of admiration for all who knew him.
But on that day, as Eirik paused to admire a blooming flower, his face lit with a soft, serene smile, something shifted in Sadiki's heart.
From that moment, his feelings for the prince went beyond mere duty and loyalty. He found himself captivated by Eirik's grace, his warmth, and the quiet strength that lay beneath his delicate exterior.
For months, Sadiki kept his feelings hidden, knowing the danger of such a love. But he couldn't hide the way his eyes softened whenever he looked at Eirik, or the way his heart raced whenever the prince was near.
It wasn't until the night Eirik kissed him that Sadiki realized his love was returned. They had been sitting in Eirik's chambers, discussing some mundane matter when the prince's gaze lingered on Sadiki's face a moment too long.
Without a word, Eirik leaned in and pressed his lips to Sadiki's, a shy, tentative kiss that spoke of longing and fear.
It was a moment that would forever be etched in Sadiki's memory, the moment when the world seemed to stop, and all that mattered was the love they shared.
From that day on, they had been inseparable, though always in secret.
Their love was a delicate dance, a whispered confession in the dead of night, a stolen kiss when no one was looking. They knew the risks, but the thought of being apart was unbearable.
Now, that unbearable thought had become a cruel reality.
Eirik's sobs had quieted, but he remained nestled in Sadiki's embrace, his breathing still uneven.
Sadiki kissed the top of his head, holding him as if to shield him from the world's cruelty. "I wish I could change this, Eirik," he murmured. "I wish I could keep you here, safe and with me."
Eirik sniffled, looking up at Sadiki with tear-filled eyes. "I don't want to leave you," he whispered, his voice trembling. "I don't know how to face this without you."
Sadiki's heart broke anew. He gently wiped away Eirik's tears with his thumb, his touch tender and filled with all the love he couldn't put into words. "You're stronger than you think, my love. We'll find a way through this. I promise."
Eirik nodded, though his heart remained heavy. He settled deeper into Sadiki's embrace, finding solace in the warmth and strength of the man he loved.
Sadiki held him close, his arms a protective cocoon against the darkness threatening to engulf them both.
As the minutes ticked by, the emotional exhaustion began to take its toll on Eirik.
His eyelids grew heavy, and his breaths evened out, though the occasional sniffle still escaped.
Sadiki rocked him gently, humming a soft tune, hoping to lull his beloved into a peaceful sleep.
Eventually, Eirik's eyes fluttered closed, his body relaxing fully against Sadiki's chest. Sadiki looked down at the sleeping prince, his heart swelling with love and sorrow. He brushed a stray lock of hair from Eirik's face, marveling at his delicate beauty even in sleep.
But as much as he wished to stay like this forever, Sadiki knew the dawn would come, and with it, the harsh reality they would have to face.
The room was silent, save for the soft sounds of Eirik's breathing and the occasional rustle of the bedclothes.
Sadiki's thoughts drifted to the future, to the uncertain path that lay ahead. He knew he had to be strong, not just for himself but for Eirik. The prince needed him now more than ever, and Sadiki vowed to protect him, no matter the cost.
As the first light of dawn began to filter through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room, Sadiki leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to Eirik's forehead. "Sleep well, my love," he whispered, his voice filled with a mix of hope and despair. "I'll always be here for you, no matter what."
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