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Post by Malchior on Apr 13, 2008 11:50:01 GMT -5
Malchior did not show any new expression as she replied, although felt sad within himself that it could be their last moment together. He knew he soon would have to leave, but still he kept close as much he wanted to be with his wife before he ever was called to go. The look of her face showed that something were troubling her, he just hoped it wasn't anything bad. It would be a pity if she wished to divorce right before he went, although he knew that would not happen so easily as their love was strong. In deep thoughts they both watched each other, as silent took hold on them both. The kiss they had shared were great, but still the moment between them were filled with sorrow.
Suddenly a servant stood not far away from them, telling it was needed for Malchior to join the army. This pained him even more, but after a few minutes of holding Jalieha close he moved slightly away. "I have to leave, I`m sorry."He said and stood up, looking in the direction of the door but went to pack the things he needed. It wasn't much, although enough it was. When he was done and ready to leave, he turned back to his wife. He could see she were disappointed, but nothing he could do against what he were ordered. "I hope you can forgive me, my love. Do not forget, I love you...always will."He said and leaned closer, kissing her once more before Malchior went to leave his wife alone. However as he were close to step out of the exit, he hoped she would run after him and give a last hug or kiss before he went to war.
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Post by Jalieha on Apr 14, 2008 6:18:04 GMT -5
Jalieha was under a spell of silence. All that was left, in the silence was their breaths. Each one lasting longer then the other. She watched him silently, forgetting all she knew about him going away again, forgetting that she had to let him go. When she heard another enter the room, her eyes closed in misery. She felt hollow, like everything was drained from her.
She did not try to stop Malchior moving away from her, she let him go without saying anything. It tore her to pieces watching him walking to their chamber. Guilt washed over her like the rain washed over the land. She sat up and played with her fingers, waiting until he finished packing whatever items he needed. It did not take him long, it never did. She supposed that he made it as quick as possible, so that their farewell would not be too long and upsetting for either of them. When he returned he leaned down and gently kissed her, before parting and whispering words of love to her. She still remained silent, emotionally hidden in a hole deep within her.
When he moved away, she closed her eyes once again and allowed a single crystal tear fall down her cheek. She listened to his footsteps move away, until she could hear them no more. Her body began to tremble. She suddenly stood up, and ran as quickly as she could. Her gown and hair trailing behind her. She caught up to him, and embraced him. She cried into his chest, and whispered, “Hold onto me… I know you can’t stay long. All I wanted to say is that I love you and I am not afraid,” her words were muffled into the cries. She squeezed herself as tight as she could into his arms that enfolded around her. Her small hear burrowed into his chest. Her tears stained his clothes, with her bleeding love for him.
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Post by Malchior on Apr 14, 2008 10:24:23 GMT -5
When Malchior was just about to leave, Jalieha his wife came rushing to hug him. With a relieved mind, he embraced her in great passion as he thought it was sad to leave. He did not like going to war, but needed it was if everyone were to survive. Everything was dependent on the outcome, if the invaders would win then all the Persians knew would be lost and changed forever. As his wife started to cry as tight she held him, he could not hold his own tears back away anymore. Gladly no one around was close enough to see them cry in each others arm, however in the far distance behind Malchior stood the servant waiting for him to follow.
Tight he held her, but knew he would have to leave as soon he could. The men were waiting, ready to go and fight the enemies who had appeared. Hopefully things would turn well, and the victory would be theirs. If not, then he hoped the gods would protect his wife and the people in the land he lived. She was lovely, although seeing her cry pained him deeply. The dress she had on, softly touched his armor as tight it was placed on him."I know my love, but stay strong. You know how I feel about you and I would never wish to leave you, although I have to do as ordered. You are everything to me..."He said but leaned closer as their for head touched each other, with a slight sigh he watched their hand who was linked together, thought continued speaking."If things are to go bad, I want you to leave and marry another man worthy enough. One who can be there with you, instead of leaving cause of his job."
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Post by Jalieha on Apr 15, 2008 4:59:54 GMT -5
As the tears tainted her sweet cheeks and her cries were silenced by their own words. She could feel the warm brush of his tears, slowly touch with hers when their cheeks met as they whispered to one another. She allowed their foreheads to touch, this once more. This one last time. She looked up at his eyes, “Your love made me make it through… I owe so much to you,” she said inaudibly. Ignoring the last sentence he had spoken. She would not marry another man. She knew it.
Her eyes met his, and she managed a small smile. It would be no good to send him off to war, with the memory of her in tears. She lifted her smooth hand to wipe away the tears that had spread across his face. She did not want him to go off to war, with a guilty mind (for leaving her behind). She had to do her best to send him off in an optimistic state. Therefore she kept a calm smile upon her face.
“Things will not go bad, My love,” she said stepping back a little, to lift a necklace from her neck with a pendant in the shape of the north star, “You will return, do not under estimate yourself,” she took his hand and placed the necklace in it, then closed his hand.
“When you return I shall be here waiting.”
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Post by Malchior on Apr 16, 2008 11:29:16 GMT -5
Deep into the eyes Malchior kept watching his wife, however listened with open ears as she told she would stay truth to him and wait for his return. When she took of her star shaped pendant and laid it inside his hand, he knew she gave it as a sign that he had her heart. Having her as wife, was something he appreciated a lot. Instead of answering with words, Malchior decided to kiss her again as more he wanted to be with her, even he knew time for him to leave had come. After the short kiss, he smiled but turned to leave. The army was getting impatient for him to come, if nothing was done soon then the war would be over before it ever started.
As he slowly started to walk away down the street, he took on his helmet. With his shining armor, mixed with cloths made of silk he walked proudly but sad within. Before he turned around the corner, he took another last look upon his wife in the distance. He just hoped it wasn't the last thing he would see of her, as he greatly loved his wife more then anything else. It did not take long before he went off and as soon he arrived the army, everyone was relieved to see him. Quickly he mounted his horse, as then after lead the army out of the city and in the direction where enemy was sighted.
(Guess we should stop the thread soon eh? whats next?)
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Post by Jalieha on Apr 17, 2008 7:16:19 GMT -5
As his lips lightly took hers, and no further words would be exchanged, she knew it would be there last for awhile. She had tears forming in her closed eyes, but she did not let one fall. She had to stay optimistic about his return. He would come back to her, she placed her faith in it. She would pray to the gods for a safe and fleet return every hour, if she could. There was nothing she wouldn’t do to help ensure her husbands survival. She tried to keep this kiss as long as she could. But, in her heart she knew it would not always be there for her. At least for awhile.
When they parted, it felt as though her heart had been ripped out along with it and now this massive hole stood out in her chest. She wanted to run after him, and tie him to her side like a child, but alas she could not. His duty had stolen him, once again. The men called for him. Oh, he was an aspired man, but sometimes she wondered whether his greatness in battle would take hold of him and change him as a person forever. She hoped not, for she had seen many women’s husbands go such ways and she feared that if her husband returned in such a way she’d barely be bale to cope.
She stood tall and proud as he slowly made his way. She watched him place the helmet over his head, the one she had personally cleaned and polished for him. She watched him move around the corner, and saw him steal a gaze at her. She tied a crooked smile upon her face, and her heart was filled with despair.
(Well… now we should get the plot going with Dianna and Jason, so that Mr can return to his wife.. Lol)
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Post by Malchior on Apr 17, 2008 10:55:36 GMT -5
(Okey sure, then we`ll go on with them.)
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