Small Lake

"I believe the fates are about to turn around and give us both some happiness." I said as leaned in pulling her chin up and kissing her with the utmost passion.

His touch turned her insides to a silly mush of desire. And shock coursed through her the instant his lips touched hers, robbing her of breath. His lips were gentle and soft as they moved against her own, and shock was quickly replaced by waves of the most pleasurable feeling she'd ever felt before and she closed her eyes to bask in the touch and taste of him. This was haven, she thought as her hands raised to circle his neck, to pull him closer to her.

I was surprised at first, I didn't think she would respond to my kiss. All and all, I brought her closer and kissed her deeper tasting the sweet taste of her mouth as I moved my hands up her arms and to her back.

Beatrice's fingers meshed in the soft thickness of Francis's black hair. She felt no fear at his touch. She wasn't repelled by his kisses, on the contrary she was losing herself to the pleasure of his kisses, the unbelievable delight of his hands on her body. She felt the most astonishing coil of desire flame to life, pulsing at the very center of her being . She was lost to this new sensation, and nothing existed except the two of them, and the hollow where they sit hidden from the rest of the world in an enchanted, magical world of their own.

I as kissed her, the soft touch of lips against mine made me feel connected to her. I slowly slipped my tongue into her mouth as I held her close. My heart was beating rapidly, body heat rising, as well as my member grow and a sensation of pulsation went through me. I didn't want to stop however, in consideration for her I stopped for a moment "Are you alright, do you wish to continue?" I asked.

Beatrice had been kissed before but never like this. Never before had she been so aware of her blood running through her veins with such singing delight. She realised now how bloodless, how meaningless those other kisses had been. Nothing in her experience had prepared her for this.

Yes... yes, I'm fine.

She answered in a breathless whisper, and opened her eyes to meet his, and she lost herself in them again.

Yes, but before we continue, I should be truthful. My name is Beatrice, but I'm not ordinary lady, I'm princess of Portugal, sister to Holy Roman Empresses.

She said, hoping this wouldn't change nothing between them, that he'd like her still, as much as she liked him, and not to run away from her.

When I heard her words I sat up and felt embarrassed for some of the things I had said to her.

"Why didn't you reveal yourself right away to me?" I asked wondering what she may be hiding but with my feelings staying the same toward her.

Beatrice sighed and played with a blue sleeve of her gown nervously.

I've never for a moment had intention to decive you, or to spy on you, and get informations from you... For one day I just wished to be ordinary, to be liked for who I'm, and not for the title I've.

She paused, trying to find the right words.

And I wanted to tell you this earlier, but I was kind of afraid you would think badly of me and I really wanted you to... I'm sorry, you must think I'm foolish.

She said, wanting to reach out to him, but she was ashamed even to look at him.

I pulled her face up toward me "Beatrice, I fell for you the moment I saw you. Titles and all that foolishness doesn't matter to me. All that matters is you" I said truthfully as I leaned in and kissed her.

No other words could have thrilled her more or sent such sweet peace to her soul. And his kiss told her that she was cherished, beautiful, and special in his eyes and she returned his kisses with equal ardor.

You did? Truly?

She pulled back, looking into his eyes as her hands rested on his chest.

Because I've those feelings I can't describe... I've never felt this way before and all of them are so new and scary... It's like, I found what I was missing and finally feel complete.  

She wanted to express her feelings for him, but mere words could not describe them.

She was the most beautiful girl I had ever laid eyes on and I wasn't letting her go. "I feel the same, this is all very new to me as well..." I paused and took her hand pressing it to my lips "All I know for sure is princess or no princess I know what I want and that's you"

Her heart was pounding so furiously that she was certain he could feel it in the small space between them.His words were like music to her ears, and she felt herself smile as a contentment she'd never before experienced settled in her veins.

And I want you...


She reached to him and claimed his lips in a passionate kiss, as she felt her heart open more and more for him, as though she was a flower opening to the heat and life f the sun.

To hear those words from a woman who genuinely meant them, meant the world to me....I returned her kiss just as passionately and felt my heart open up to her; I was vulnerable for once in my life. I wanted her and only her. Pulling away just a bit I looked at her honestly "Beatrice, I think I may love you. I know we have only known each other a short time but I feel connected to you in way I have never felt to any other person" I said hoping she felt the same.

When she heard him say those words, it touched her heart to its very depths. No man had ever said those words to her and meant them.

Oh, Francis...

Her mind had been blank, totally powerless, unable to think. All she could feel  was a strange high that made her feel like she was on the top of the world. The only thing she knew was that she felt the same.

I feel the same... From the moment I saw you, I  knew, my heart acknowledged with a deafening voice 'you are the one I have  waited for. And from that moment you had my heart, my soul. I love you... I love you, Francis.

As the words crossed her lips she knew they were true. The intensity of them should have frightened her, but she'd never felt so right saying any words in all her life, and for the first time she knew what it was to be in love.

Her words made me smile so much my cheeks hurt. She was the one for me I knew it deep in my soul, then I did the most insanely courageous thing.... Taking her hand I kissed it "Beatrice will you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?"

She was in a dream—this could not be true. She was not sitting in Francis's arms, listening to a declaration of love that sent her wild with joy. Beatrice gazed at this strong handsome man, whom she had fallen so deeply, head over heels in love with. Her heart had soared with his every word. He was making all of her dreams come true. Slowly her arms crept up to his neck and then she pulled his face close to hers.

Yes, Francis, oh yes, as soon as possible please!

She said with joyful smile, then kissed his lips deeply.

I couldn't believe how fast I fell in love with her, I didn't even know who her family was nor she mine although, there would be plenty of time for that later.

"Are you sure? what about your family i'm no a prince, just a son of a blacksmith who got lucky to inherit a title." I said only worried for her reputation.

For moment, she forget her family, forget her duty to them. Honestly she didn't know how they'd react. Would they be mad or not? But she did know one thing... She loved Francis and would do  anything to be with him even if that means she'd face a banishment and disapproval of her family.

You're not  just a son of a blacksmith. Not for me. You're my everything.

Beatrice said in all honesty as she reached and placed her hand on his cheek.

As for my family I'm not sure what they'd think or do. But I'm sure of one thing... I love you. And I want to spend the rest of my days with you.

She didn't even care that I came from a middle class family, I felt like I could tell her anything without any judgement. The fates have finally been good me, I have found the love of my life and there was no way I was letting her go.
I placed my hand over hers "Your my everything as well" I said as I gazed into her eyes. "Then shall we marry at sundown? I desire you to be my wife by morning."

She had never been so happy in her life, then thought grimly that she had never been happy at all, until now. He came  and changed everything, brought joy and love to her life, something she only could dream off.

Yes, we shall marry at sundown.

The same happiness that shone in her heart was reflected in her eyes, and she gazed back into his eyes, feeling finally complete and at home.

I looked over the horizon estimating about an hour till sundown "It seems we have about an hour" I then sat down leaning back on a tree and signaled for her to sit with me. "I can hardly wait for you to be my wife" I said as I threaded our fingers together and held her close.

Beatrice settled into his arms and smiled as their fingers intertwined together. It felt like they had been designed to fit together that way, like the universe had been waiting—holding its breath—just waiting for those last two pieces to slide into place and make everything complete. She closed her eyes as she snuggled closer.


I can hardly wait either. To be yours and to have you in my life for rest of my days. I hope you'll be happy with me—after all, if I can't make you happy, my life is meaningless.

She said truthfully, and then she opened her eyes again to look into his.

I looked at her with meaningful eyes "It is I who should make you happy, you have become the queen of my heart." I said and kissed her lips basking in this happiness that I thought could never be true.

Beatrice smiled, inhaling his beloved scent, taking simple comfort from his formidable strength and presence.

You have already made me so very happy.

Willingly she leaned forward and met his kiss with equal fervor. She enjoyed his kisses; felt warm and safe, and happy when he kissed her and held her in his arms.

As we kissed my desire for her grew stronger, I pulled back and looked at her "The hour has come, are you ready to become my wife?" I said as I sat up and extended my hand out to her.