"What do you even need me for?" She asked , speaking into the darkness where she thought he was.
"I do not need you." He answered her darkly. Even though she wasn't surprised by his answer, his words still hurt. "I want you."
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One day a myste...
I am finding it a bit harder to write nowadays, I am a bit depressed about the story closing in on its ending. There might, or most certainly, will be a sequel but this story has been so personal for me since it took me so long before I shared it with anyone. It is in a strange way my baby and I don't want it to "end".
The Prince's Choice got into 2nd place in the Writer's Glory Awards in category Historical fiction and I am over the moon! This was announced in Tuesday and it couldn't have come in a better time, work was almost getting the best of me and then I was given these amazing news!
Thank you all for giving me the courage and will to continue! Your support is everything to me! ♡
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-William-
A week had passed since Jade and William had decided to get married in secret. They had only told her family, Loren and William had sent a letter to his father.
Jade's mother was ecstatic, but she wouldn't let them marry until Jade had a proper wedding dress, which William had completely agreed on. From the day he had decided that Jade was the one he wanted to spend his life with, he had imagined how beautiful she would look in a white gown... Jade, however, didn't see the need for a wedding dress. It didn't surprise William one bit that she didn't see the necessity of a dress, it was quite endearing and very much like Jade, but after her mother's relentless begging she had agreed to wait as well.
Winter was still in Thornstead and the snow seemed to fall constantly. Every morning Loren and William went out and shuffled snow in front of the house.
William had picked up some of Jade's father's work and some of Jade's chores in order to appease the old man. Jade's father appeared to accept that William took the liberty to do the heavy chores, without objections.
He also seemed to have accepted that there was going to be a wedding, but it was quite clear that he had regretted given his daughter away. But then again, he had never truly liked William. Especially not since William had made such a poor impression on him from the first time they had met, and the first time Jade met him. The only thing that had made the old man agree to give Jade away was the promise that William was willing to give her the world, something that no man in the village they were currently in weren't ever going to be able to give her, materialistically. Little had William known that Jade wasn't impressed by coin or titles. William was just thankful that Jade had grown to love him and that the old man was too proud to take his blessing back, not that it would have mattered now. William's future wife had made it very clear to them both that she was the one who was going to decide over her life.
The old man had made William's life quite hard during the time he had lived with them in the rugged little house. Nothing William did was good enough, be it how he chopped wood or the bread he brought to them in the morning. It was always wrong or not just quite right. It didn't bother William though, he kind of liked that the man made him work for Jade. Most of the time her father watched William with eyes like a hawk, this to make sure that he didn't soil his precious daughter when they were in the same room together. It often made William smirk discreetly since her father had no idea of what actually happened under his roof during the cold winter nights.
