Friday, June 06, 2008
Chapter 23
The moment Sebastian woke up; he immediately went to his writing desk and took pen and paper. He wrote a letter to his Father, urging him to hasten his marriage. He should be married as soon as possible. Sebastian asked his Father to arrange the wedding in Cornwall and he also wrote that he would be living in Cornwall when he is married. He will only be in Wales when he will receive the throne. Sebastian reasoned that he wanted to help his future father-in-law in developing the estate into a better one. He finished the letter with a thank you and asked his valet to send the letter immediately.
Sebastian arrived in the dining hall when everyone was waiting for his arrival. He took a glance to Marie and she looked tired and her eyes were puffy. She might have not slept comfortably. Sebastian took his seat as the servant pulled his chair for him. The breakfast arrived after the Prince has taken the seat.
The breakfast was quiet and the food was delightful. The eerie silence of the breakfast aggravated the Prince. He breathed deeply and loudly. His gesture was showing boredom. Edward threw him an angry glance, the Prince replied him with a cold stare. The breakfast finished when the Prince stood up and left the table.
Marie watched the Prince left the dining hall. She was aggravated by his behavior awhile ago. He was selfish and very egocentric. She hated herself for falling in love with someone like him. Sebastian isn’t the right person for her; Marie deserves someone cheerful and someone who respect people. She doesn’t need an egocentric partner for the rest of her life.
Marie left the table with the Stephen. Stephen took her to the veranda. He wanted to talk to her privately. They reached the veranda, and saw Sebastian sitting in the rails of the veranda. He reclined on the post and he was staring to space.
“What are you doing, Stephen?” Sebastian asked, not looking at them.
Marie jumped as she heard the cold voice of Sebastian. He wasn’t looking at her with his blazing eyes, but his voice is enough to send chills in her spine.
“Oh, nothing, Sebastian. Marie and I wanted to talk privately. Since you are already in the veranda, we will find somewhere else to talk. We don’t want to bother your privacy.” Stephen replied calmly. Stephen was never intimidated by his cousin’s tough personality.
“You can stay here. I will leave.” Sebastian replied as he stood. He ambled towards the door and stopped in front of Marie. He studied her with his cold stare and greeted, “Good Morning, my dear fiancée.” He started walking before Marie was able to look at his face.
Marie watched him leave. She was angry. He doesn’t have the right to call her his fiancée.
Never.
Stephen placed his hand on her elbow to guide her to the sofa. Marie smiled at his courteousness and sat quietly in the sofa. She watched Stephen sit on the sofa opposite of hers. Stephen gazed at her with a worried look. He breathed deeply and blinked his eyes.
“Stephen, do I really need to marry your cousin?” Marie asked.
Stephen nodded slightly.
“But, why me?” “Because the King wants to. He is looking forward to meeting you. He finds you very pleasant as what I have described of you. Marie, I never expected the incident at the opera house. If I knew it would happen, I should’ve declined the engagement. But, I have already agreed with helping in the engagement. And your Father accepted the proposition.
“Marie, I apologize terribly. Sebastian and you looked happy together when we went out with Mary. I thought you would want to marry him, then. And the engagement might bring happiness to you. I have known my cousin ever since. He is a nice man, that’s why I agreed in having him as your husband. I know that he will take care of you even if you loathed him.”
“Will he really take care of him?” Marie asked curiously. She looked worried and sad.
“Yes, I am sure. I know him better than anyone does.” Marie smiled at the assurance of Stephen gave to her. Marie knows that she can always run to Stephen when she is troubled.
Stephen sat next beside her and gave her a brotherly kiss on her forehead. He then stood up and left Marie alone in the veranda.
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