The first time that I met Sebastian I was four. He was six years old. I thought that he was the most fascinating person, someone, a child merely two years older than me and was able to do whatever he pleased without anyone telling him what to do. Francis kept me away from Sebastian, telling me that I was to be wed him someday and that I shouldn’t keep my thoughts so focused on his older brother.
So when I saw him again, after all these years he had grown into a very handsome man and my puso sped up when I saw him.
“Is that Francis?” Kenna asked me. I shook my head.
“No, that isn’t Francis, that’s his older brother. Sebastian.” I responded not taking my eyes off of him. My eyes moved behind Sebastian. Making his way towards us was Francis. “That’s Francis.”
He stood sa pamamagitan ng his brother. I had managed to look at them now, all grown up. Sebastian still looked madami handsome than his brother. And I still held feelings for him.
So when I saw him again, after all these years he had grown into a very handsome man and my puso sped up when I saw him.
“Is that Francis?” Kenna asked me. I shook my head.
“No, that isn’t Francis, that’s his older brother. Sebastian.” I responded not taking my eyes off of him. My eyes moved behind Sebastian. Making his way towards us was Francis. “That’s Francis.”
He stood sa pamamagitan ng his brother. I had managed to look at them now, all grown up. Sebastian still looked madami handsome than his brother. And I still held feelings for him.
Francis knew the only way that Mary could save her people were if she married the prince of Portugal. (DRABBLE)
The halik may have lasted mere segundos but in those few segundos I realized how much truly loved Mary. Of course she needed to protect her country and if my father wasn’t willing to help then she needed to find someone who could. And if her marrying the prince of Portugal was the only way to ensure that her people would be safe, then I would let her go.
Walking away from her I held back the tears that were forming. This was it, this was the last moment of happiness that I would enjoy. For I would never pag-ibig another woman as much as I loved Mary.
The halik may have lasted mere segundos but in those few segundos I realized how much truly loved Mary. Of course she needed to protect her country and if my father wasn’t willing to help then she needed to find someone who could. And if her marrying the prince of Portugal was the only way to ensure that her people would be safe, then I would let her go.
Walking away from her I held back the tears that were forming. This was it, this was the last moment of happiness that I would enjoy. For I would never pag-ibig another woman as much as I loved Mary.
