4 Chapter 4 (The proposal part. Il)

Prince Alexandre has not returned since that incident.

I miss Adrean, he said he would come, very soon. It's been 2 years since he left, but I feel like forever.

He is on my way to work, and one of the merchants is arguing with my father.

—Of course not, we are honest— We have never stolen any object from you.

—Do you have a problem father?— I ask as I touch my sharp knife.

—No dear, the merchant here— He just came over to talk - and looks at him with a mocking face.

—You young lady, you don't have to come to interrupt." It's totally disrespectful– and he turns to see me.

I look at my father, he nods.

—Go to his store, otherwise he wants me to cut his neck— and I look at him seriously.

—Uh ... well, I'm not afraid— he says stuttering.

I take out my knife, and put it on the merchant's neck.

—I said, he go to his store— and he leaves without saying anything else.

—You have changed a lot, my daughter, where was that young girl with respect?— He says it with a worrying tone.

—That young lady, she stayed deep in the ocean— and he pulled me away.

I have changed a lot, I have become cold; without a hint of humanity. But I don't understand why.

I am very feared, by the townspeople. Apart from being the most important merchants in Europe, I have become the most hated.

I am sitting on that mountain, where my Adrean and I shared the most wonderful moments. Tears fall down my cheeks.

—Adrean, I miss you so much— I need you more than anyone– And I start to cry.

And he screamed loudly.

I get on my horse, and I go to the house of the old man who helped me fight.

—Oh dear Jessabelle, It's good that you came. I don't have firewood, could you please chop for me?— and smiles.

—Sure, master— I bow a little.

In the end, I sit down to watch the sunset. It's what I love the most ... I feel a presence behind me.

—Easy girl, she's coming to bring you some tea. It's great for recharging energy— and he gives it to me.

—Thank you teacher— and I smile at him.

—I can see in your eyes, the sadness and despair girl. It's because of this boy ... Adrin, Aridrin.

—Adrean ...— and I sip my tea.

—Yes, that boy. I am sure, that he has not forgotten you, as he could. Like you, the more you try to get it out, the more it will stick into your heart.

I'll give you some advice, if you love it. He goes see him, and if not just let time heal the wounds ...— and he claps me on the shoulder.

He's right, you should go visit him.

At the end of my tea, I sped off to the mansion.

—Let's go!...

When I get home, I go to my room. I'll pack.

—Daughter, what are you doing?" Asks my mother in anguish.

—I'm going to France to visit Adrean— and I look at her.

—Daughter, but she's crazy." After you've behaved like that with the prince– and she takes my arm.

—I'm not going with the prince, I'm going with Adrean." It will only be a few weeks. We're just good friends— and I smile at him.

—Okay daughter, if that makes you happy. You can go. —And he smiles at me.

It's ⅓ to 8 o'clock, and I find myself saying goodbye to my parents.

—Be careful, my daughter, if something happens to you, I would not forgive it— says my father as he gives me a hug.

—Enjoy your trip dear— and he gives me a hug.

—Thank you— and he entered the float.

3 hours in the float, my buttocks hurt.

Payment of the ship's ticket to France. It's about 8 hours of travel, I'll be there at 7 or 8 in the afternoon.

I am in the ship's restaurant, I did not have breakfast on the way here, my stomach demands food.

A man with black hair, extremely fair complexion and black eyes approaches.

—Good afternoon, miss I would like to ask him if this chair is occupied– and he smiles at me.

—No— and I keep eating.

—Thank you very much— he says as he takes a seat.

—I thought he would take the chair—and I look at him confused.

—Oh, it's that all the tables as he sees are taken, and this was the only one— and she signals the servants.

—Good, but I don't want any questions— I say while taking a sip of the wine.

—And what's his name? Miss—

I look at him with a bit of annoyance.

—My name is Jessabelle ... Jessabelle Jones, and yours?— I continue eating.

—My name is Cristian Pierre, a pleasure Jessabelle.

—Same.

—I see it's not much talk, Miss Jones.

—No, unfortunately not.

—I'd like to buy you dessert.

—No thanks.

—I insist, Miss Jones.

—If you insist so much, fine. Excuse me, could you bring me beignet, please.

—I am surprised, they are very exquisite. But very village. She bring a blackberry pie.

—First he said he was inviting me, and now he's asking for me." How absurd— and I look at him disapprovingly.

—You'll thank me, Miss Jones— and he winks at me.

—Here is sir, freshly made— and he puts it on the table, and removes the plates.

—Let's see, if Mr. Cristian deserves to speak to him— and I take a piece of cake, and I give one to him.

The flavor is totally exquisite ... it's crunchy, but the blackberries melt inside.

—Fence, I think she loved it. notice it by his expression— and he laughs.

—That's right, I don't deny it. It is totally exquisite, I congratulate you. In the end he deserves to be talked to— and we both laughed.

When we finish, we go outside. To take a breath.

—And you're going to France, Miss Jones, she says as she puts an arm behind her back.

—I came to visit a childhood friend. He left 2 years ago, and I miss him so much.

—I understand, but in her eyes, you can see that he is more than a friend. Would he like to stay in the same place as me? She could help him find her friend. I've been in France for a long time, I know everything a person there knows— she smiles.

—I really appreciate his help, but I'd like to go alone. I want to surprise him— she smiled.

—Nice detail from you— and we laughed.

We chatted about the story of his life, and about mine. The hours passed quite quickly, and we finally arrived in France.

—FENCE BUT THAT'S BEAUTIFUL!, She screamed as I saw France.

—That's right— and she laughs.

—Aside from having that cold and cutting attitude, inside you're still a girl— and she laughs again.

—Maybe, I look at him seriously.

When we get off the boat, we go to where Cristian will stay.

—Good afternoon, I already have a room reserved, I would like to reserve another one and he smiles at the girl.

—Of course, Prince Pierre.

THE PRINCE!

She looks at me sadly.

—Room 434. I hope and enjoy your stay, Prince Pierre.

We go to the rooms.

—Sorry for not telling you the truth. He takes my arm.

—Easy, I'm not upset, I would also hide my rank— she smiled at him.

She opens her eyes wide, and she can't articulate anything.

—I had a great time today. It has been years since she had fun, thank you very much— and I give her a hug.

—So am I— he hugged me back.

I go into my room, with my luggage.

I'll go see him today, I can't wait until tomorrow.

I wear one of the best dresses I have. I will really see it after 2 years, I have been waiting for this moment ... very much.

I get out of there, and start asking about the mansion of the King of France.

And I finally give, after almost 2 hours of asking, I finally arrive. He shook my dress, fixed my hair. And he directed me to touch.

But a float arrives, (he turned around).

—I had a great time, you are honestly very talented— says a blonde girl.

—Thank you very much— she smiles.

—A ... Adrean— I say with tears in my eyes.

—JESSABELLE!— And she looks at me dumbfounded.

—Yes ... there was only how you were, but I think you don't need me— I wipe my tears.

As she dares, after everything that happens. I'm a stupid.

—Jessabelle, please don't get it wrong— and she gently pulls my arm.

—LET ME GO, I DON'T WANT TO SAY STUPIDITY!

—Please, just let me explain. Don't get it wrong— and she follows me.

I keep walking, ignoring every word of him, I trip over the dress. And I tear it off, fortunately I have my merchant clothes on, and my boots.

He snatches me away, and faces me.

—Please let me explain. She is a cousin of Prince Alexandre, her father took me to bring her— and she touches my cheek.

—She She did not create you, you know everything I have suffered for you. YOU LEFT ME, WHEN WE WERE WELL, AND I WAS WAITING FOR YOUR ARRIVAL FOR 2 YEARS. I TRIED TO FIND AN EXPLANATION FOR YOUR DECISION !, and I came to surprise you, hoping that you would still love me. However I meet you with a blonde.

—I know you suffered princess, I know that you need me, as much as I need you. But I wouldn't trade you for anyone, I never saw that girl as anything other than work— and she caresses my face.

—You don't know how much I miss those eyes, and those lips— and she comes closer ... I kiss him.

She missed her warm lips, her scent, and those blue eyes. She kissed him passionately, I don't want to be separated from him, I love him to death.

She pulled me away and hugged him.

—I missed you so much, love of my life. Owner of my thoughts and my heart— and he embraces me.

—I also missed you a lot my princess, I really missed you.

—Your way of dressing has changed a lot— he says as he watched me.

—I have so many things to tell you— he smiled.

—And I'm so eager to hear you and he takes my hand.

—I'd like to take you a place to dine. And you can tell me everything in peace. Without any hassle.

As I walk, I ask her how she has been here. His response was "They treat me well, however, day and night I can't stop thinking about how you were," nor did my heart skip to his response.

I was in a deep depression, thinking about the worst, feeling like she didn't care at all crying day and night. Hoping that he would come back, and I didn't realize that he missed me too. However he could not back down, but despite that he always loved me, those blue eyes I can finally have again after everything that happened.

I feel complete, that feeling that had been lost for years, came back, I remembered that comforting feeling again.

I feel happy, after that loneliness ... after having an empty heart, I feel complete.

—How you said princess, this place makes me feel at home— and open the door.

—Fence, that's pretty. My gaze goes to the large painting of a huge cherry tree.

I am stunned, contemplating that great and beautiful painting, remembering that disoriented blue-eyed boy. A tear falls down my cheek. (She smiled while wiping the tear).

—I knew you'd like it, it reminded me of that moment too— and look at the painting.

—She's beautiful— and I look at him.

—That's right princess— and she takes my hand.

We sat down, next to the large painting.

—Being here next to this painting reminds me when we ate under the shade of that tree, while we contemplated the beautiful landscape.

—That's right, it reminded me of that day too. The owner of this restaurant knows me for always sitting here. And this is my place, I'm never absent here at ¼ to eight— smile.

—Tell me please, after I go, what happened? And he looks at me intrigued.

I swallow hard, do I tell you the truth?

—Well ... I have ... I blush.

—I received 6 letters two weeks after I left. Which said you were in a deep depression — and he takes me by the hand.

—Yes, I was in depression. So suddenly you made the decision to leave, while we had made plans. My emotions and thoughts plunged me into loneliness. I didn't eat, I didn't drink, much less could I move by myself. My mind got caught in that moment when we were together, I wouldn't stop crying— and tears fall down my cheeks.

—That's what the letters said. I'm sorry my dear Jessabelle, but I can't tell you why I made this decision. You'll find out in due time. Excuse me if I hurt you, I know it was sudden but excuse me please- kiss my hand.

Seat.

—Don't apologize, take it easy— he smiled.

—Tell me what made you change your mind? And takes a sip of the wine.

—One night I had cried so much that I fell into a deep sleep. And you appeared, saying that everything was fine, that you loved me. And the next morning I remembered that dream, and my sadness had vanished— I smile.

—That morning, I got dressed. I went to the large dining room and had a leisurely breakfast, while my mother and the servants watched me disoriented. When I finished, I went to ride. I got to the cherry tree and vowed never to cry again. I went into the forest for a few hours, and found an old man. Which helped me control my emotions.

—Some colleagues told me about a cold girl in town. Which was the daughter of a great merchant, she cut off the fingers of a young man— he looks at me surprised.

—Ahhh yeah ... emmm— and he blushed.

—Don't tell me it was you— and he opens his eyes wide.

—Well yes, I'm trying to rob my father. I am feared, in the village. It's not the first time I've done something like this— and I look at it.

—Valla, I never thought it was you. You're not like that— and he runs a hand through her pretty brown hair.

—After that situation. I became cold, I was not the same girl as before. I changed the way I dress, the way I act, and certainly the way I think— and I look serious.

—I'm sorry. It was my fault— and he lowers his gaze.

—Maybe, but what hasn't changed is my love for you.— I caress her hand.

He smiles, very barely. When we finished talking and eating, we went out and walked a bit. It is night, and very few people pass.

We were talking, but suddenly a man with a pistol intervenes.

—Give me everything you've got or I'll shoot you— and he points us in the forehead.

Adrean gives it his all, while I looked around me. People look at us, but run away, as if nothing happened.

—And your damn whore, give me what you bring of value— and he points me in the forehead.

—Because I give you what I have achieved so much effort. You know how many fingers I had to snatch to get it. You know how many people I have killed, I have stained my face, clothes and hands with the blood of people like you. Kill me, but I won't give you anything. "He grabbed the gun, and adjusted it well.

—What do you do? Adrean says as he widens his eyes wide.

—So you want to die a whore. His hand is shaking.

—Pull the trigger, come on— and I smile, the people passing by are watching me and whispering.

—Give me what you bring and he looks at me desperately.

—You're stupid, I just told you that I WILL NOT GIVE YOU ANYTHING, NOW PULL THE TRIGGER, BUT I WILL KILL YOU MYSELF! I start to despair, I hit him on the wrist, and he snatched the gun from him. I aim at him.

—I told you, shoot if I'm not going to kill you. He kneels down, and asks for mercy.

—What are you doing Jessabelle? Adrean looks at me in surprise.

I smile.

—Please don't kill me— and he starts crying.

I put the gun to his forehead.

—I have children and a wife— and he cries.

—And I have parents waiting for me— And a fool comes to threaten me— he shot.

Blood runs down my face Adrean tells me something that I can't hear well. Few people run around with nowhere. And smiled. One less rat.

I feel like they take me by the hands, and they take the gun from me. While they ask me what had happened. The guard takes me to the most important prison

tante from France.

I'm still in shock, I never thought I was really going to pull the trigger. I see a silhouette.

—Open up— and I hear you whisper to be careful.

—I said open up— and come on.

—Jessabelle?— Says Prince Alexandre.

—Alexandre?— And my gaze turns gloomy.

—Did you kill that man?— And he laughs.

—Yes— I say dry.

—Don't worry, that man was wanted by the guards. He has killed 60 women and men and raped 2 girls. He was getting his head rewarded— he says it seriously.

—Valla according to him had children and a wife.

—If he had, and I say had because he killed them himself. He sneaked around the corners of Paris. But his head had a price — and he comes closer.

—Valla, it's good that I killed him— he smiled.

—You're basically free. And even with a reward— smile.