Chapter 78: Feelings
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CHAPTER 78 – Feelings
After the physician was gone, Vidor had more time to think things through and sort out his emotions. To him these were all new and who knows the physician may not even be sure of what he was saying.
"Love," he scoffed and walked up to the window where he gazed out. He had specifically changed this to his room after his father's death because it gave him the best view of the kingdom.
Normally, he was to stay in his father's room, the king's chambers but he did not.
For a while after his father's death, he kept on hearing noises but the day he finally stood up from his grief and walked out to the window, he was shocked how the kingdom had the perfect view from there.
So since then he came to love the room more and shone the voices echoing in his head.
Taking in a deep breath, Vidor breathed out as his chest came down in one huge dump. "No. it simply cannot be, right? How can I?"
He was still finding it hard to believe the whole thing. Reaching up to his head, he gently combed his fingers through his hair, scattering the lovely hair and allowing it fall down, cascading over his shoulders and back.
For a king who did not bother with worldly or outer possessions too much, he was one who did bother about cleanliness and kept a very long hair which reached him down to his waist.
One look at this enchanting creature would make one bless his maker for endowing him with so much beauty.
His carefully built muscles and body as well as his perfect abs and chiseled chest, was one that most ladies would die for on first glance but when one got to know his character very well, they would have a second thought and see him as the devil incarnate, a devil in disguise.
His looks were deceptive enough to make one fall and drool over him and as easily as he makes you swoon, he takes life out of you.
He was the beautiful seductress. Only that this time he was a male and did not bother with those, nor using his charms to get the ladies, rather his life and ambition were wasted away in the frontlines and grounds of war.
If only! If only!
Even most courtesans and ladies, irrespective of his ruthless nature still want to behold him and have him wrap his strong arms around them.
Rumor already had it of his lovely scent and bone thrilling looks that kept you transfixed when he cast his gaze on you.
Moist times it was not that he cared or bothered about the ladies, they were just there to fill his eyes and take his mind over his problems and psychological issues.
"Vidor, o Vidor," he called out his name twice like a father calling his son.
"How can you let this be? How can you fall in love? As though Vemini's curse wasn't enough, you had the guts to let your heart know how to love."
He really was frustrated with himself but what more could he do when just thinking about the matter, rather than feeling bad about the whole thing, all he could do was smile at himself.
"Arrgh! Dammit Vidor, you cannot smile about this. It is important and you know it. How can you love your enemy?"
He shut his eyes and then turned around, only to rest his back against the wall beside the window and inhaled deeply. "But why is it that even when I want to go mad at her, I do not seem to be able to do so?"
"Urghh this is really not it. It is so..."
He turned around again and looked out the window, subconsciously he began to search unto his eyes laid mark with her balcony and he took in a deep breath again.
A part of him wished he could see her face at that moment and he patiently waited, hoping that she would decide to step out so he could see her some more but he kept on waiting and got nothing.
After about an hour of doing nothing other than staring, he decided to get his mind off her and think about other things or get working. Just as he was about leaving, he caught a figure near her window from the corners of his eyes and quickly returned his gaze to where they were before.
Subconsciously he held his breath as he waited for the figure to come out into the light.
And when she did, she stole his breath away, leaving him mouth open wide in awe as his eyes adored the beauty that was in front of him.
It was not until that day hat he realized just how beautiful she was.
She was in no doubt a princess, no, she was his queen and one befitting of her title.
It wasn't like she was putting on any jewelry of that sort. In fact at that moment she looked natural beyond words with just a simple plain black gown that hugged her chest and stomach lightly with a fled from her lower stomach downwards.
Her hair was packed up into a neat bun with her earrings off and no necklace to go with it but the lovely design or curve of the top part on her chest, brought out her curves perfectly, accentuating the already plain outfit.
By the time she got to the big windows, she leaned forward on the frame and closed her eyes as she brought her neck forward.
He did not need someone to tell him what she was doing but knew instantly that she was trying to get some fresh air.
Just watching her behave naturally was more than enough reason for him to be filled with joy and he was. He looked on more, finding interesting something that there was no interest in.
"Beautiful," he muttered under his breath and watched what she would do next.
As though hearing his silent wish, Era leaned back and raised her left hand to her hair, before gently pulling away the band used in packing her hair in place.
In one sweet move she pulled it out, allowing her hair freely fall and cascade down her shoulders in a messy wave.
He blinked slowly, scared to actually make a move lest he wave up from the mesmerizing dream or disturb her and actually miss out on something.
Once she was done, she resumed her previous position on the rails, holding it strongly before resting her elbow on it and leaning her head down.
From where he was, and with her hair now covering his view, he could no longer see her full face clearly but her side. Even at that he appreciated the fact that he got to see her.
A part of him wondered why she chose to stand up today or was it that it was her popular routine and he simply did not get the opportunity to see her before.
Just when he got his mind occupied and finally recalled that he was staring at her, he saw her again but this time with something more.
Tears!
'Tears?' he asked himself in his mind.
That was when realization struck him. He first of all thought that seeing her standing up and dressed up was a sign that she was getting back on track and recovering well, but seeing this…
He knew quite well that he was just been deceived.
He stretched his right hand unconsciously at her, trying to reach her and pat her head to soothe her pain. At that moment Era saw something from the corners of her eyes and turned her head in his direction.
Quickly, he withdrew his hands and hid behind the curtain. So by the time she fully turned her head in his direction, she saw no one standing there.
Her brows furrowed. She was confused for a minute . She knew what she saw so why now was the person no longer there?
Brushing it aside, Era thought. "Or was it his servant? Maybe it was his servant standing there and had left to carrying on with his shores. Who cares anyway?"
Ignoring it, she turned her head and focused on something else as more tears streamed down.
One look at her, made one think of her as the peerless black rose with dews streaming over her beautiful face.
From where he hid behind the curtain, Vidor stole glances at her, watching her from a safe distance. He did not want her catching him in such an act and thinking he was spying on her so he hid himself but his gaze remained.
After a while of watching her cry, he saw another figure move in, coming close to where Era was. He looked closely, moving in with the curtain as his shield.
He saw them speak to each other and Aeverie try to clean Era's eyes but the later pulled away and walked back in.
"I'm sorry."
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CHAPTER 78 – Feelings
After the physician was gone, Vidor had more time to think things through and sort out his emotions. To him these were all new and who knows the physician may not even be sure of what he was saying.
"Love," he scoffed and walked up to the window where he gazed out. He had specifically changed this to his room after his father's death because it gave him the best view of the kingdom.
Normally, he was to stay in his father's room, the king's chambers but he did not.
For a while after his father's death, he kept on hearing noises but the day he finally stood up from his grief and walked out to the window, he was shocked how the kingdom had the perfect view from there.
So since then he came to love the room more and shone the voices echoing in his head.
Taking in a deep breath, Vidor breathed out as his chest came down in one huge dump. "No. it simply cannot be, right? How can I?"
He was still finding it hard to believe the whole thing. Reaching up to his head, he gently combed his fingers through his hair, scattering the lovely hair and allowing it fall down, cascading over his shoulders and back.
For a king who did not bother with worldly or outer possessions too much, he was one who did bother about cleanliness and kept a very long hair which reached him down to his waist.
One look at this enchanting creature would make one bless his maker for endowing him with so much beauty.
His carefully built muscles and body as well as his perfect abs and chiseled chest, was one that most ladies would die for on first glance but when one got to know his character very well, they would have a second thought and see him as the devil incarnate, a devil in disguise.
His looks were deceptive enough to make one fall and drool over him and as easily as he makes you swoon, he takes life out of you.
He was the beautiful seductress. Only that this time he was a male and did not bother with those, nor using his charms to get the ladies, rather his life and ambition were wasted away in the frontlines and grounds of war.
If only! If only!
Even most courtesans and ladies, irrespective of his ruthless nature still want to behold him and have him wrap his strong arms around them.
Rumor already had it of his lovely scent and bone thrilling looks that kept you transfixed when he cast his gaze on you.
Moist times it was not that he cared or bothered about the ladies, they were just there to fill his eyes and take his mind over his problems and psychological issues.
"Vidor, o Vidor," he called out his name twice like a father calling his son.
"How can you let this be? How can you fall in love? As though Vemini's curse wasn't enough, you had the guts to let your heart know how to love."
He really was frustrated with himself but what more could he do when just thinking about the matter, rather than feeling bad about the whole thing, all he could do was smile at himself.
"Arrgh! Dammit Vidor, you cannot smile about this. It is important and you know it. How can you love your enemy?"
He shut his eyes and then turned around, only to rest his back against the wall beside the window and inhaled deeply. "But why is it that even when I want to go mad at her, I do not seem to be able to do so?"
"Urghh this is really not it. It is so..."
He turned around again and looked out the window, subconsciously he began to search unto his eyes laid mark with her balcony and he took in a deep breath again.
A part of him wished he could see her face at that moment and he patiently waited, hoping that she would decide to step out so he could see her some more but he kept on waiting and got nothing.
After about an hour of doing nothing other than staring, he decided to get his mind off her and think about other things or get working. Just as he was about leaving, he caught a figure near her window from the corners of his eyes and quickly returned his gaze to where they were before.
Subconsciously he held his breath as he waited for the figure to come out into the light.
And when she did, she stole his breath away, leaving him mouth open wide in awe as his eyes adored the beauty that was in front of him.
It was not until that day hat he realized just how beautiful she was.
She was in no doubt a princess, no, she was his queen and one befitting of her title.
It wasn't like she was putting on any jewelry of that sort. In fact at that moment she looked natural beyond words with just a simple plain black gown that hugged her chest and stomach lightly with a fled from her lower stomach downwards.
Her hair was packed up into a neat bun with her earrings off and no necklace to go with it but the lovely design or curve of the top part on her chest, brought out her curves perfectly, accentuating the already plain outfit.
By the time she got to the big windows, she leaned forward on the frame and closed her eyes as she brought her neck forward.
He did not need someone to tell him what she was doing but knew instantly that she was trying to get some fresh air.
Just watching her behave naturally was more than enough reason for him to be filled with joy and he was. He looked on more, finding interesting something that there was no interest in.
"Beautiful," he muttered under his breath and watched what she would do next.
As though hearing his silent wish, Era leaned back and raised her left hand to her hair, before gently pulling away the band used in packing her hair in place.
In one sweet move she pulled it out, allowing her hair freely fall and cascade down her shoulders in a messy wave.
He blinked slowly, scared to actually make a move lest he wave up from the mesmerizing dream or disturb her and actually miss out on something.
Once she was done, she resumed her previous position on the rails, holding it strongly before resting her elbow on it and leaning her head down.
From where he was, and with her hair now covering his view, he could no longer see her full face clearly but her side. Even at that he appreciated the fact that he got to see her.
A part of him wondered why she chose to stand up today or was it that it was her popular routine and he simply did not get the opportunity to see her before.
Just when he got his mind occupied and finally recalled that he was staring at her, he saw her again but this time with something more.
Tears!
'Tears?' he asked himself in his mind.
That was when realization struck him. He first of all thought that seeing her standing up and dressed up was a sign that she was getting back on track and recovering well, but seeing this…
He knew quite well that he was just been deceived.
He stretched his right hand unconsciously at her, trying to reach her and pat her head to soothe her pain. At that moment Era saw something from the corners of her eyes and turned her head in his direction.
Quickly, he withdrew his hands and hid behind the curtain. So by the time she fully turned her head in his direction, she saw no one standing there.
Her brows furrowed. She was confused for a minute . She knew what she saw so why now was the person no longer there?
Brushing it aside, Era thought. "Or was it his servant? Maybe it was his servant standing there and had left to carrying on with his shores. Who cares anyway?"
Ignoring it, she turned her head and focused on something else as more tears streamed down.
One look at her, made one think of her as the peerless black rose with dews streaming over her beautiful face.
From where he hid behind the curtain, Vidor stole glances at her, watching her from a safe distance. He did not want her catching him in such an act and thinking he was spying on her so he hid himself but his gaze remained.
After a while of watching her cry, he saw another figure move in, coming close to where Era was. He looked closely, moving in with the curtain as his shield.
He saw them speak to each other and Aeverie try to clean Era's eyes but the later pulled away and walked back in.
"I'm sorry."
************CHAPTER 78 FeelingsAfter the physician was gone, Vidor had more time to think things through and sort out his emotions. To him these were all new and who knows the physician may not even be sure of what he was saying."Love," he scoffed and walked up to the window where he gazed out. He had specifically changed this to his room after his father's death because it gave him the best view of the kingdom.Normally, he was to stay in his father's room, the king's chambers but he did not.For a while after his father's death, he kept on hearing noises but the day he finally stood up from his grief and walked out to the window, he was shocked how the kingdom had the perfect view from there.So since then he came to love the room more and shone the voices echoing in his head.Taking in a deep breath, Vidor breathed out as his chest came down in one huge dump. "No. it simply cannot be, right? How can I?"He was still finding it hard to believe the whole thing. Reaching up to his head, he gently combed his fingers through his hair, scattering the lovely hair and allowing it fall down, cascading over his shoulders and back.For a king who did not bother with worldly or outer possessions too much, he was one who did bother about cleanliness and kept a very long hair which reached him down to his waist.One look at this enchanting creature would make one bless his maker for endowing him with so much beauty.His carefully built muscles and body as well as his perfect abs and chiseled chest, was one that most ladies would die for on first glance but when one got to know his character very well, they would have a second thought and see him as the devil incarnate, a devil in disguise.His looks were deceptive enough to make one fall and drool over him and as easily as he makes you swoon, he takes life out of you.He was the beautiful seductress. Only that this time he was a male and did not bother with those, nor using his charms to get the ladies, rather his life and ambition were wasted away in the frontlines and grounds of war.If only! If only!Even most courtesans and ladies, irrespective of his ruthless nature still want to behold him and have him wrap his strong arms around them.Rumor already had it of his lovely scent and bone thrilling looks that kept you transfixed when he cast his gaze on you. Moist times it was not that he cared or bothered about the ladies, they were just there to fill his eyes and take his mind over his problems and psychological issues."Vidor, o Vidor," he called out his name twice like a father calling his son."How can you let this be? How can you fall in love? As though Vemini's curse wasn't enough, you had the guts to let your heart know how to love."He really was frustrated with himself but what more could he do when just thinking about the matter, rather than feeling bad about the whole thing, all he could do was smile at himself."Arrgh! Dammit Vidor, you cannot smile about this. It is important and you know it. How can you love your enemy?"He shut his eyes and then turned around, only to rest his back against the wall beside the window and inhaled deeply. "But why is it that even when I want to go mad at her, I do not seem to be able to do so?""Urghh this is really not it. It is so..."He turned around again and looked out the window, subconsciously he began to search unto his eyes laid mark with her balcony and he took in a deep breath again.A part of him wished he could see her face at that moment and he patiently waited, hoping that she would decide to step out so he could see her some more but he kept on waiting and got nothing.After about an hour of doing nothing other than staring, he decided to get his mind off her and think about other things or get working. Just as he was about leaving, he caught a figure near her window from the corners of his eyes and quickly returned his gaze to where they were before.Subconsciously he held his breath as he waited for the figure to come out into the light.And when she did, she stole his breath away, leaving him mouth open wide in awe as his eyes adored the beauty that was in front of him.It was not until that day hat he realized just how beautiful she was.She was in no doubt a princess, no, she was his queen and one befitting of her title.It wasn't like she was putting on any jewelry of that sort. In fact at that moment she looked natural beyond words with just a simple plain black gown that hugged her chest and stomach lightly with a fled from her lower stomach downwards.Her hair was packed up into a neat bun with her earrings off and no necklace to go with it but the lovely design or curve of the top part on her chest, brought out her curves perfectly, accentuating the already plain outfit.By the time she got to the big windows, she leaned forward on the frame and closed her eyes as she brought her neck forward.He did not need someone to tell him what she was doing but knew instantly that she was trying to get some fresh air. Just watching her behave naturally was more than enough reason for him to be filled with joy and he was. He looked on more, finding interesting something that there was no interest in."Beautiful," he muttered under his breath and watched what she would do next.As though hearing his silent wish, Era leaned back and raised her left hand to her hair, before gently pulling away the band used in packing her hair in place.In one sweet move she pulled it out, allowing her hair freely fall and cascade down her shoulders in a messy wave.He blinked slowly, scared to actually make a move lest he wave up from the mesmerizing dream or disturb her and actually miss out on something.Once she was done, she resumed her previous position on the rails, holding it strongly before resting her elbow on it and leaning her head down.From where he was, and with her hair now covering his view, he could no longer see her full face clearly but her side. Even at that he appreciated the fact that he got to see her.A part of him wondered why she chose to stand up today or was it that it was her popular routine and he simply did not get the opportunity to see her before.Just when he got his mind occupied and finally recalled that he was staring at her, he saw her again but this time with something more.Tears!'Tears?' he asked himself in his mind. That was when realization struck him. He first of all thought that seeing her standing up and dressed up was a sign that she was getting back on track and recovering well, but seeing thisHe knew quite well that he was just been deceived.He stretched his right hand unconsciously at her, trying to reach her and pat her head to soothe her pain. At that moment Era saw something from the corners of her eyes and turned her head in his direction.Quickly, he withdrew his hands and hid behind the curtain. So by the time she fully turned her head in his direction, she saw no one standing there.Her brows furrowed. She was confused for a minute . She knew what she saw so why now was the person no longer there?Brushing it aside, Era thought. "Or was it his servant? Maybe it was his servant standing there and had left to carrying on with his shores. Who cares anyway?"Ignoring it, she turned her head and focused on something else as more tears streamed down.One look at her, made one think of her as the peerless black rose with dews streaming over her beautiful face.From where he hid behind the curtain, Vidor stole glances at her, watching her from a safe distance. He did not want her catching him in such an act and thinking he was spying on her so he hid himself but his gaze remained.After a while of watching her cry, he saw another figure move in, coming close to where Era was. He looked closely, moving in with the curtain as his shield.He saw them speak to each other and Aeverie try to clean Era's eyes but the later pulled away and walked back in."I'm sorry."
