"Freya" a man's voice called for her. Freya opened her eyes to see a blue sky above her. "I've waited quite some time for your arrival sir Sebastian," Freya said sitting up. "I do apologize for that, princess it was never my intention to make a lady of your standing wait so long," he told her. Freya quickly stood up and walked over to the tall blonde haired blue eyed knight. Freya looked deep into his eyes.
"Perhaps there should be some sort of late arrival fee then," Freya said, wrapping her arms around Sebastian's neck. "Perhaps your right" Sebastian whispered leaning down to Freya's level and placing a kiss on her lips.
Freya took her arms away from his neck and slowly backed away from him. "I've missed you," she said. "Is it me you missed or Vernon?" He asked with a chuckle. "I know not of what you speak sir Sebastian" Freya said with a spin. "Father or should I say his majesty the King has banned me from having and seeing dragons for my protection" Freya continued.
"I would never disobey an Order from the king," Freya said turning back to Sebastian. "I do not wish to disrespect the king but he should see how you are around dragons," Sebastian said. "It is almost as if you control them" he added. "A dragon is not a slave Sebastian," Freya told him. "No one can control a dragon" she added.
Freya turned to Vernon who had suddenly appeared as if she was a ghost. "The idea that we control dragons is but an illusion" Freya added. "Why not tell the king of your gift?" Sebastian asked. Freya turned back to Sebastian. "If he knew that you as my betrothed, disobeyed his orders and allowed me to see your dragon I have no doubt he would execute you on the spot," Freya told him. "The way he sees it… I am his one and only daughter… the child whom he himself chose to take his place, his throne" Freya said "I am his heir" Freya continued. "And he does not wish for me to be put in harm's way by having a dragon of my own," Freya told him. "But do you wish to be queen?" Sebastian asked.
"Of course I do," Freya told him. "If only to give lasting peace to our people" Freya added. "And what do you mean by that?" Sebastian asked as the two lay down on the ground and stared up at the sky. "My father uses the mass majority of dragons that Atwell possesses to bring fear to not only our people but those of other countries," Freya said. "Perhaps it is only a small dream but…" Freya paused for a moment. "I am not my father," Freya said turning her head to look at Sebastian. "And I do not wish to be" she continued.
Sebastian turned to look at Freya his eyes a deep blue almost making her sink into them. "I think you will make the most magnificent queen," he told her with a smile.
"THE KING IS DEAD!"
"QUICKLY FREYA WE MUST RUN!" Sebastian yelled pulling Freya by the arm down a long corridor. "But my father!" Freya said pulling her arm out of his grip. "It is as you heard, Freya, he is dead," Sebastian told her.
"He can't be!" Freya said shocked. "Sevian would never do something so cruel," she told Sebastian. "He has," Sebastian told Freya. "He has already pinned it on you" he added. "If we do not leave now he will kill you next and then there will be no hope for Atwell at all," he told her.
Freya only nodded and followed Sebastian he was right. If she were to die there would truly be no hope.
But suddenly Freya stopped once again causing Sebastian to turn to Freya once more. "What are you doing?" Sebastian asked. "This isn't what happened," Freya said as she looked through Sebastian. "What are you talking about" Sebastian asked.
"I remember it as if it was yesterday," Freya said. "I was so distraught at the death of my father… at the fact… the fact that it was Sevian who killed him that at first, I did not willingly go with you," Freya told him.
"I remember because of how profusely I refused you picked me up and carried me to a place no one could find us until I finally understood that what Sevian had done was true," Freya said. "That he had really killed father and pinned it on me" she added.
Freya finally met Sebastian's eyes. "Have I died?" She asked him. "Have I died and you have come to take me to wherever it is you are?" Freya asked him.
"No," he said taking a step closer. "But it is you isn't it?" She asked as her eyes began to tear up "You are not just some figment of my imagination are you?" She asked "No," he told her. "It is truly I" he added.
Freya let out a shaky breath.
"You have no clue the pain of how it is to live without you," she told him. "To not see your or hear your voice" she added. "You know I've remarried?" She asked him. "I do," he said Caressing her cheek. "It is not always that those of noble blood marry for love," he said as he stared into her emerald-green eyes. "You and I were lucky in that way" he added. "I'm not staying with you here am I?" She asked him.
"No" he answered in almost a whisper. "But I will be here waiting for you," he said. "It's about time you finally waited for me," she said with a light smile as tears rolled down her cheeks.
Sebastian used his hand and carefully picked her chin up to look up at him. "I will forever love you," she told him "and I, you" he replied as he gently kissed her lips, allowing everything she now saw to go black.
TO BE CONTINUED