The Last Virgoian
“Jaq...” He swallowed not knowing how to continue. “I want to try one more time. To have someone different. Even though Alora has stated what she wanted, people aren’t objects to own.” I turned, looking at the rose bushes in the garden. I felt my heart tare as I continued with the pots. “She’s coming in tonight. Someone I’ve known since I was little. She...” It became too much to bare. I slammed the pot in the water, bringing Alora into the room. Edward had turned his attention from me to the little girl. “Alora, go in your room, ok.” She nodded. He took a few steps towards me as the bubbles were now on the window in front of me.
“Why are you doing this?!” I exclaimed. I let the tears fall knowing that I would have to leave again. Leave this house that I wanted to so desperately to call my home. “Bring in these women just so that you have no other choice then to come back to me. Bring me back here with false hope that maybe this time, just this TIME I was going to be welcomed fully into the home. Be able to have a home. Be able to call Alora my daughter. Even call you my husband.” I heard a slight gasp come from him. He shifted staying in one spot. “Why can’t you ask me? I’m already here. I have no where to go. Is having me as a wife sound so distasteful that you have to bring these women in and out of this house! I’ve already made a connection with Alora. I love her. I love you!” I exclaimed holding the dish towel in my hand squeezing the bubbly content into the sink. The tears rolling down my face as now the front of my white blouse had gotten wet from the water which was almost forgotten. “Why can’t you ask me specially if... if your not looking for a bed mate. Just a mother.” I looked up at him. I sniffed in, knowing that no matter what I was going to say, that this was not going to turn out to my advantage. Go a head tell me you didn’t expect me to fall in love with you. Go on say it! Just when he was about to say something, the door bell rang. “Go on. It’s not like I expected much. Third one is always the charm right?” I said low, bringing forth a fake smile. He didn’t move, just watched me. I wiped my hands with the towel and placed it on the counter.
“Jaq I didn’t.....”
“Go.” I exclaimed as the door bell rang again. He sighed and left the kitchen running his hands through his hair again. I heard him, a women and another man in the den as I went to my room. I changed to one of my other blouses.
The Virgioans were a peaceful race that knew magic, high technology, and was one with the land. They never bothered any other nation. Not many left the home land. Untill The King of the Empire came for a visit. After that, nothing went right.
With them exterminated, the King felt no remourse and secured, specially when one madian was gifted to him as a "Peace offering."
On that day, the Princess was born. The queen tried to escape but was not successful. Before her death, she placed her baby in a boat and pushed it out into the river. She found her way to a monastery and lived peacefully there.
Eighteen years later, with the rumor of a royal descendant of the Virgoians going around, Lord Seymour, the Kings first son has taken it upon himself to find and kill her.
On the run, she gets invited by Edward McKnight to take care of his daughter since his wife died while giving birth. He is well known in the area for owning his own business empires. With no home, she agrees.
Edward feels guilty for tying Jaq down to his home, taking care of his daughter and acting as a little house wife. He comes up with a plan to find a "proper wife" so that Jaq wouldn't have to be there any longer then she had to, even if it broke his heart.
gingerbeez37 · Fantasy
