Cleric
I can feel the tears colliding against the ground, as would anyone when all they have known for days is silence and the sound of there own sobs.
Her hands are dangled lightly around mine, our cries ringing out in harmony as the Cleric gave final word, as his body lie there, lifeless, motionless, gone.
“He was loved by all, a Prince that worshiped his people as he would the very God he served under.”
I smiled slightly, almost a laugh. They would never know, never fully understand. Until now.
I inhaled as I made my way to the alter, my voice cracking already from the days of crying in the study of the castle.
“To all of you, he was Prince Tristan of Locks. But to me, he was more then that. He was my lover, my friend, and my knight. To him, you were his kingdom, but to me; he was my king. To you he was a stern man. To me, he was the most kindhearted, loving being I had the pleasure of knowing.”
I breathed one more time. As I walked to his side, his hands clasped around his sword. His eyes closed, the same silver eyes I would never see again. I leaned down, and kissed his forehead, a motion saying one thing.
Wait for me.
Her hands are dangled lightly around mine, our cries ringing out in harmony as the Cleric gave final word, as his body lie there, lifeless, motionless, gone.
“He was loved by all, a Prince that worshiped his people as he would the very God he served under.”
I smiled slightly, almost a laugh. They would never know, never fully understand. Until now.
I inhaled as I made my way to the alter, my voice cracking already from the days of crying in the study of the castle.
“To all of you, he was Prince Tristan of Locks. But to me, he was more then that. He was my lover, my friend, and my knight. To him, you were his kingdom, but to me; he was my king. To you he was a stern man. To me, he was the most kindhearted, loving being I had the pleasure of knowing.”
I breathed one more time. As I walked to his side, his hands clasped around his sword. His eyes closed, the same silver eyes I would never see again. I leaned down, and kissed his forehead, a motion saying one thing.
Wait for me.