high treason, yet she had little choice. It was either do as she was told, or face the stark reality of being homeless. She drew in a deep breath and sighed, looking at her face in the mirror.
Chapter X
Prince Ines did indeed fall in love with Beatrice, yet Marco’s plan did not succeed. For in all the hours of the days that the young Prince Ines spent with Beatrice, they did not stay out late, or party, or indeed engage in sexual activity. For try as she might, Beatrice could not deter Prince Ines from the love for his people, despite the pressure from Marco on her to do so.
In truth perhaps Beatrice did not try so hard, for she found herself falling in love with Ines, and admiring him for his ways.
Many a restless night she spent tossing and turning, from fear of what was to happen to her if their plan was ever discovered. She also knew that Ines loved her, but did not know how he would feel about her profession. Yet she had remained pure, an unadulterated virgin.
In fact, it was Marco who told Ines the truth. After months of frustration with his plan not working, and seeing the mutual love developing between Ines and Beatrice, he had told Ines that in fact Marco had hired Beatrice to seduce him. He told Ines in rage and vengeance, purely to hurt him.
Ines had confronted Beatrice, who burst into tears, and admitted it was the truth. They had talked late into the evening and she told him how it had begun. Ines was shocked that she, a lady of such charm and grace was a prostitute. She told him that she had had no choice, but that she had still remained pure, waiting for marriage. The relief on Ines’ face was evident, and at that moment he had got down on one knee and proposed to Beatrice. She could not believe it, and said yes immediately.
Marco was sent away to the Navy, as the family had truly tired of his way ward ways.
And yes, Ines and Beatrice lived happily ever after.
FIND HER
Eva Corona
PUBLISHED BY:
Shakti
Copyright © 2012
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance is purely coincidental.
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“I cannot find it.” Sighed Fatima.
“But we have not moved from here.” Kumara responded, her voice rising with concern as they rummaged around in the grass.
Just then the sun moved out from behind a cloud and light rays glinted off the metal key.
“There it is!” exclaimed Fatima.
“Quick!!! We better get back” Kumara whispered and they set off through the woods.
Natural spring water, organic vegetables, and the only view are of lush green fields. Lying on the grass in the Wicklow Mountains she felt complete peace in her heart. Kumara, Kamala, Eternia and Saraswati lay on the grass by the lake, braiding each other’s hair, and making pictures from the petals of the flowers they picked. They sung songs and danced. Swimming in the lake they felt the serenity of the water cradling them. Lifting their heads to the sky they swam and floated. They lived near a beautiful garden walk near a place called Victoria’s place. It was owned by a man named Victor who said he was a hermaphrodite and so called it Victoria. A vast expanse of nature opened the way, the rushing waters of the river gleefully sang eternal song. A beautiful rainbow ran into the sun splashed pine trees which swayed before a brilliant turquoise backdrop. Winds brought their deep scents of aromatic spice, and the happy chirping of birds and buzzing of insects filled air.
Beside the pond, lotus flowers and soft green earth. The back of the vast expanse found two small sheds filled with Buddhist statues, exact replicas of Buddha yet also with