Chapter 11: (v.11) "cold shoulder"

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

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Once upon a time, there was a king with two sons. Prince Sean was the elder one and prince David was the younger. Unfortunately the queen died giving birth to David. Although it was not his fault, that was something the king never forgive his second son for.

The two princes grew up to be great warriors. They loved each other but their father showed his affection only to Sean. No matter what David had accomplished or his efforts to impress his father, the king remained cold to his advances. That was something that forced David to keep trying to win his father’s attention.

Sean on the other hand, was having more fun with his life. Of course he never felt the king’s cold shoulder. Perhaps that’s why he was the only form of joy inside that kingdom. Many nights he was dressing up like a peasant in order to go to the village taverns. He was drinking and enjoying himself incognito. That’s where he met Portia, a tavern’s waitress. Sean fell in love with her. Unlike other peasant women, Portia's heart and body were not easy to conquer. Sean was about to lose his mind over her, so he decided to do what honor men do, he asked her to marry him. When she refused, he did what desperate men do, he begged her until she said ‘yes’.

Of course his father had objections for this marriage. After all, that was not the future he dreamed for his beloved first born. But Sean was madly in love with her. He married her and they lived happily in the kingdom. But that was partly true. The king was either ignoring or insulting Portia on Sean’s absent. She loved her husband too much to cause him troubles by telling him so she remained silent for many years, suffering the king’s fury in secret. Only David could see clearly his father’s behavior but there was nothing he could do to help. He tried many times to speak to his brother about it but Portia explained to her husband that his brother was overreacting.

King’s fury turned into madness and he hired some men to kill his son’s bride. But when you plot something bad, it turns back to you double. Sean died trying to protect his wife. And the king was left alone with an undesired son and a hateful widow bride. As the years passed, the kingdom was becoming more silent and more sad. It ended up to have the atmosphere of a madhouse combined with a cemetery. The two pariahs got more close with each other. Like brother and sister against a mad and cruel father.

The king’s madness led him to do more loathful and detestable things to Portia. Once again he hired men to scar her face and imprison her away. His sick mind made him believe that her face was the one to blame. He believed that it was the source of his curse and it had to be ruined. The unfortunate bride ended up with a face full of scars, exiled far away. David was devastated by her disappearance. He never stopped looking for his beloved sister in law but he never succeed to find her.

When the king’s got sick, David took care of him in spite of his father’s demur. For some reason he felt obliged to do it. In his death bed, the king finally found his sanity. He told David where Portia was and asked for his forgiveness. He was begging in tears his son to forgive him for being cruel to him for all of his life. “The wounds are all healed up now. But the scars remains.”, said David and let his father died.

He finally found Portia and took her back to the kingdom but the past didn’t let them live happily ever after. They lived good and calm enough to smile again, even for a while.

 

 

-the end-


Submitted: October 14, 2016

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