【1st Story】
【Princess Delina · Side Story】
……
I sometime think about it.
That our meeting was like a kind of fateful encounter.
It’s so strange, that at the very first sight of someone, you would think that you could live with him for the rest of your life and that no matter what their form was, a life accompany by this person would grant heavenly righteousness and expected happiness.
I will always remember the scene of our first meeting.
Of course, perhaps its better to call that person ‘her’ now. But at that time… who would have thought that she was a girl? Their facial feature were profound, and although it appeared really gentle and beautiful, their every move carried a heroic and formidable appeal. Their tall stature and their appearance in a formal dress was very dashing.
…Later, Rian told her that he was only tall because she had added several layers of thick insoles.
But in any case, she was a handsome Prince is my heart. When I first saw her, I felt that I had to have this person in my life. I wanted to be ‘his’ wife.
Things, such as people’s expectations, were not always satisfactory, however.
She told me that she was a girl. I knew that she did it for fear of me getting to deeply involved. Simultaneously, she did not have any desire to marry me. At that time, my heart had almost collapsed, but I was willing to accept it. Really, I think I loved the person, not her gender.
I am very grateful for her fulfillment. Even though she promised to marry me, I clearly realized that the rest of our married life would be spent in a friendship like relationship and all our warmth would have nothing to do with love.
But I was willing. As I had said, I would try my best to be a good princess, a good queen. Because it was her, I was willing to take on everything.
However, that wish was eventually shattered.
When I alone was carefully loving that person, that person was also, carefully, loving another person.
Helping them to leave, was what I had proposed.
Rian was very kind. I could see that she did not want to implicate me. I was sure that she, on her own, could find an even better way to take that beauty away, as well as let me get a good placement.
But I did not want that.
In a selfless manner, I was willing to take the initiative and help them leave. However, I knew that I was actually selfish. I had only hoped that Rian would, to some extent, feel like she owed me, that it would occupy a part of her heart, even if it was the guilty part.
This was hidden deep in my heart, a secret thought with no visible light. Something that no one will ever know.
Dear Rian, may you be full of happiness.
Although I often dream of when we first met, but now, I am also very happy.
I wish us all the best.
……
A white and tender little bun curiously asked: “Mother, what are you burning? Is it a letter?”
The mature and elegant queen nodded gently: “It is a letter sent to myself and can now be burned.”
“Why do you want to burn it?”
“Because, it is the past.”
The writing paper burned in the flames of the fireplace, becoming thins and a light grey. Then queen opened her hand to her son and watching as the little prince in his formal dress rushed over, her heart burst with feeling of softness and tranquility.
The king walked in from outside the hall with a smile on his face: “I heard you went out today.”
The queen nodded and smiled: “I went too see a good sister from many year ago. She is doing well now.”
The king raised his eyebrows and walked over to hug to shoulders: “How good exactly? Is it like us?
Delina smiled softly.
“Yes…… just as good.”
【1st Story】
【Princess Delina · Side Story】
……
I sometime think about it.
That our meeting was like a kind of fateful encounter.
It’s so strange, that at the very first sight of someone, you would think that you could live with him for the rest of your life and that no matter what their form was, a life accompany by this person would grant heavenly righteousness and expected happiness.
I will always remember the scene of our first meeting.
Of course, perhaps its better to call that person ‘her’ now. But at that time… who would have thought that she was a girl? Their facial feature were profound, and although it appeared really gentle and beautiful, their every move carried a heroic and formidable appeal. Their tall stature and their appearance in a formal dress was very dashing.
…Later, Rian told her that he was only tall because she had added several layers of thick insoles.
But in any case, she was a handsome Prince is my heart. When I first saw her, I felt that I had to have this person in my life. I wanted to be ‘his’ wife.
Things, such as people’s expectations, were not always satisfactory, however.
She told me that she was a girl. I knew that she did it for fear of me getting to deeply involved. Simultaneously, she did not have any desire to marry me. At that time, my heart had almost collapsed, but I was willing to accept it. Really, I think I loved the person, not her gender.
I am very grateful for her fulfillment. Even though she promised to marry me, I clearly realized that the rest of our married life would be spent in a friendship like relationship and all our warmth would have nothing to do with love.
But I was willing. As I had said, I would try my best to be a good princess, a good queen. Because it was her, I was willing to take on everything.
However, that wish was eventually shattered.
When I alone was carefully loving that person, that person was also, carefully, loving another person.
Helping them to leave, was what I had proposed.
Rian was very kind. I could see that she did not want to implicate me. I was sure that she, on her own, could find an even better way to take that beauty away, as well as let me get a good placement.
But I did not want that.
In a selfless manner, I was willing to take the initiative and help them leave. However, I knew that I was actually selfish. I had only hoped that Rian would, to some extent, feel like she owed me, that it would occupy a part of her heart, even if it was the guilty part.
This was hidden deep in my heart, a secret thought with no visible light. Something that no one will ever know.
Dear Rian, may you be full of happiness.
Although I often dream of when we first met, but now, I am also very happy.
I wish us all the best.
……
A white and tender little bun curiously asked: “Mother, what are you burning? Is it a letter?”
The mature and elegant queen nodded gently: “It is a letter sent to myself and can now be burned.”
“Why do you want to burn it?”
“Because, it is the past.”
The writing paper burned in the flames of the fireplace, becoming thins and a light grey. Then queen opened her hand to her son and watching as the little prince in his formal dress rushed over, her heart burst with feeling of softness and tranquility.
The king walked in from outside the hall with a smile on his face: “I heard you went out today.”
The queen nodded and smiled: “I went too see a good sister from many year ago. She is doing well now.”
The king raised his eyebrows and walked over to hug to shoulders: “How good exactly? Is it like us?
Delina smiled softly.
“Yes…… just as good.”
