Tuesday 17 July 2012

Part 3 - The Story That Never Was

Finally, realization strike as sure as lightning bolt striking it's target. Seraphine understood. She watched him, still looking down at her ringed finger. His expression had softened but his eyes were still filled with turmoil.

That woman...she loved Kain. And Kain...

The Bishop asked him, "Kain Miyagi, do you, take Seraphine Gilvius as your wife for as long as both shall live?"

Kain closed his eyes and took a deep breath. For a moment, Seraphine thought that he would decline. That someway, he would be the one to end the ordeal, her suffering. But when he opened his eyes, there was the determined look of a soldier performing his duty. He did not see her, instead, she realized that though he spoke her name, it contained no emotion.

"I do." He said stiffly and averted his gaze to her ringed finger.

"Seraphine Gilvius," The Bishop spoke. " Do you, take Kain Miyagi, to be your lawfully wedded husband for as long as you both shall live?"

She froze. It was her turn now.

She glanced briefly at her father and mother sitting at the front row. She looked at the faces of  the guests watching in silence to witness their union. She glimpsed a flash of green hidden by the doorway. Her body trembled. Her tears were about to find their way free. Her corseted gown made it difficult for her to breathe.

She looked at Kain. Slowly, she pulled her hand away considering the Lady in Green's words. But before their fingers parted, he squeezed her hand. Although his expression had not changed, he nodded slightly. A very slight but firm nod that reminded her of her "duty."

Seraphine understood.

She took a deep breathe and answered, "I do."

"I now pronounce you: Husband and Wife." The Bishop announced.

She felt Kain's hand slid behind her waist and gently pulled her closer to him. She knew what was next. They both knew what had to be done. She closed her eyes as he leaned in closer and gently pressed his lips against hers.

The deed was done, and there was no turning back now.

The church bells rang. And the guests cheered the union of the two families. It was a moment of joy for them. A short lived joy for what came next, was unexpected even in anyone's wildest dreams.

(End of Part 3)

Wednesday 1 February 2012

Memo

Sorry for not updating. The writer(me) has fallen ill and needs to rest. Will upload the next part when I'm feeling better. Sorry dear readers.

Tuesday 10 January 2012

Part 2 - The Story That Never Was

Seraphine now stood beside him at the altar. The Bishop delivered his sermon about love, marriage and hope. She stole a glance at Kain and found him staring straight ahead. His face bore no expression but she knew deep within his heart, they were saying: This marriage is only my duty, nothing more.

"Duty." She repeatedly told herself this. She stared at the image of a bride in the mirror. Her face beautifully made up in pale hues of peach and pink. A lace veil covered her copper brown hair fell delicately over her shoulders and created a graceful train on the floor.

As lovely as the image was, her emotions were a sea of turmoil. Her brown eyes were a sea of confusion, doubt and fear. Her father's words, her mother's words and even Kain's father's words, Lucas Miyagi, played over and over again in her mind. It shattered those innocent dreams and wishes of her childhood days.

"Seraphine," they told her,"Just marry him. You don't have to like him. You don't even have to talk to him. Just be his wife." Her gaze fell on her gloved hands and her lips trembled as she willed herself not to cry.

The Bishop finished his sermon and two young boys appeared. The vows were recited as practiced. Slowly, solemnly -  Yet it was meaningless. Seraphine only felt cold dread as the words left her lips. They exchanged rings as the Bishop instructed. She raised her eyes to look at him, but he was looking down at her hand, which he still held in his. In his eyes, there was a faint glimmer of emotion. Of loss and despair.

Seraphine stepped out of her waiting room. To her surprise, a woman clad in a dark green dress was waiting for her. She was tall and exquisitely beautiful. She did not smile but stared at the bride. Before Seraphine could ask, she spoke: "You can still leave." The woman said with great effort to keep her voice calm. "Leave now and everything will be fine." The woman held on poorly as tears broke through her cold exterior. They poured from her eyes creating trails of dark mascara down her cheeks.

Torn between running away and following through, Seraphine whispered back, "I..I can't." It was her duty


The woman looked at her coldly with eyes filled with tears and said,"You can never take him away from me." Seraphine didn't have time to think about what she meant. As soon as her father arrived to escort her to the Cathedral, the woman was nowhere to be seen.

(End of Part 2)

Tuesday 3 January 2012

Part 1 - The Story That Never Was

They always said that weddings are one of the happiest occasions in one's life. White flowers, doves, a pure white dress and spending the remainder of your life happily ever after. There was nothing that could wrong. Memories came flooding back as her father lead her to the Cathedral's grand doors.

Like most little girls on a Sunday afternoon, Seraphine and her friends would have a tea game with their dolls and tea sets. Playing in a fantasy world where Princes and Knights in Shining Armor would ride to their rescue. They would laugh and talk about how they would marry the finest most dashing man in the world. And they would live happily every after.

The innocent carefree dreams they shared entwined with laughter and great hopes for the future.

The wedding march started, slow and steady bringing Seraphine back to reality. Tears began to well in her eyes. She didn't want to cry. This were not tears of joy, like what most brides would be shedding.

It was barely a month ago~
Seraphine sat against her bedroom door. Hugging her knees tight while her tears fell. She had just said, "YES". She understood fully well what her answer meant. In order to protect her family and their land from certain poverty, she was to be married to the eldest son of the Miyagi family.

A choice that was not hers to make, but hers to fulfill.

She walked down the aisle with her head held low underneath an exquisite lace veil. Through the hazy fabric, she could see the figure of her husband-to-be: Kain Miyagi.

Dark brown eyes observed her coldly the first day they were introduced. His forehead matted with copper brown hair and his face, though undeniably handsome, was devoid of any emotion. Seraphine found it hard to remain calm under such close scrutiny. Of course, not only was he the eldest son of the renowned Miyagi family, he was also the man whom she would have to spend the rest of her life with.

(End of Part 1)

Tuesday 20 December 2011

Prologue- The Story that Never Was

------The Cathedral bells ring. Slow, reverberating, and peaceful. The doors adorned with white roses and laces for a special occasion taking place today. The lovely chirping of birds and the radiant weather was all just too perfect. Everything felt as if they were mocking Seraphine. She had dreaded this day since the encounter 6 months ago. It wasn't her choice to make, but a duty to fulfill. One she hated very much. "They used to say, weddings are one of the happiest moments in a girl's life," she thought to herself, "How ironic."------