He led me to the royal garden slowly taking our time and savoring this lovely romantic yet frightening feeling. We can see a pavillion placed exactly below the moon's reflection, there's a small pond with beautiful water lillies right behind it and have circular chairs and so we decided to sit as we talk. I saw him pick three roses before sitting down and hid it behind him.
"Do you know the words of roses?", he asked. "A little.", he showed me a red rose, "The red rose means you're the love of my life.", he gently smile to me, I do love his smile but I'm scared of the hidden sadness in his eyes. He placed the rose in my ears, "You're so beautiful Quin.", I know I blushed hard because he giggled. Then he show me a white rose, "You do know that I love you Quin, before, now, and by the end of my days, you're the only one I'll love. Don't ever forget that. This is a white rose means-"
"Eternal love.", my eyes are blurring with small tears and my heart is crushing with pain. "You're leaving me.", I said the words hoping, wishing, praying, and begging it's not true as I search his even sadder eyes now. He showed me the last rose. It's a lavander rose. Which means- "I'll never forget my love for you.", he slowly said.
I can't breath and my tears keeps on falling. I can see my pain reflected in his eyes as he tried not to cry. "But you love me, you do, right? Kyle", I'm crying, I'm really crying. "I love you with all my heart Quin, don't ever question that.", he's slowly wiping the tears from my face. "Then why, why are you leaving me? Why are you doing this to me?"
"It was already decided by my parents, I have to marry the one they chose." My heart is breaking with pain, I don't think I can handle it anymore. "They chose Claire." I stare at him with questioning eyes. Claire? That red headed girl Henry love? "They can't do that. They do know the golden rule, right?", "She was sent to the church and was accepted by it to marry into a royal blood."
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. It's enough that you'll leave me, but please, don't marry anyone else, I can't bear anymore pain. I don't know what to do. Please Kyle no. Don't-", I stopped for a moment and look straight to his eyes. "You're leaving me to marry her. You fell for her! Didn't you!? You love her!", "No, it's not like that Quin.", he hug me. "No! Don't touch me!", I try to break free from the hug. "No! Kyle! Stop playing with me! I hate you!", I keep shouting at him. "No Quin, I love you! Really, I do!"
He kiss me as tears keeps on falling down my eyes for the second time. I can feel the love, I can feel his love and concern and the never ending pain. I know its not his fault, I know he loves me, but I'm hurt, Im in pain. He broke the kiss and stare at me in the eyes. "I love you, with all my heart, my mind, my everything. Please believe that.", now it's his turn to cry. "I'm sorry, Im sorry..." he keeps on apologizing as he knelt to the ground, squeezing my hands and crying.
I can't bear to see him cry, we're both in pain, it hurts, my heart hurts so much, why is it like this? What did we do wrong to be in pain like this? Loving each other is never wrong, we believe that, but now, I don't know. I knelt beside him and hugged him. "There's nothing we can do about it.", I asked even though I know the answer, he starts to apologize again and explain everything he did just to stop his parents but doesn't work.
I stared direcltly in his eyes, "I love you Kyle. It's ok. Everything will be ok....", he starts to sob,... "You already did everything you can do.", "But I failed.", "It's ok, atleast you've tried. I know you did. and I also know that you love me, right.".... he nodded, "I love you. I love you Quin. I really, really love you.", "I do too Kyle, I do too."
We kiss, one long and final kiss as we hugged each other, also for the last time. I see our reflection in the pond, the most beautiful scene I've ever seen in my life, and probably, the last. We spend the remaining time together in silence, reminding ourselves, this will be the end. I take my time memorizing everything about him, his eyes, his face, his hair, the shape of his hands, his everything. And then we went back to the ball, still hand in hand, knowing, it will be the last time I'll be able to hold his hands and after this day, we're over.