It took my sister so ti, maybe a lot of ti but she stopped crying. Her sobbing down to sniffles which had been a tattletale sign since she had been an infant that her crying session had co to an end.
Whenever Catherine cried in front of , it always hurt physically, and I always tried to take away the problem for her. Only this ti, I was incapable in every way of doing so. The realization of this incapability made compare myself to Marilyn. She would have been able to take Catherine and herself to safety.
I shifted away from her slightly, and ignored her attempt to get closer. Taking her chin in my hand, I angled it upwards to get a look on her face, at least as much as I could in the dark.
I spoke gently, "I understand that we are in a situation that feels very dood. But I promise you, dear one, we will get out of this. I will make sure that you get out of this. Do you understand ?"
Her eyes filled with tears once more, as my sister shook her head negatively. "I don’t want you to die at my expense. Why must I always be protected by soone else?!"
I sighed. "Because you are young. Had I been in a position you are in, I would have been protected by soone as well."
She sniffed and just placed her head on my shoulder. Silence, it was then.
Catherine moved away after soti. "I’ve not even been in love. Do you— Have you ever been in love, Genevieve?"
My mouth opened before it closed on its own. How was I to answer that?
"You have!" She accused . "But wh— is it the king? The vampire king?"
Did I love Tristan?
It was a question that was always in my mind. Whether I loved the Tristan who was a rchant or the Tristan who was a king and soone who had bared himself in front of about who he was?
When he was a rchant, Tristan had a lot from , but since he had beco a king, in his words, all I had to do was ask a question and receive the answer I wanted.
But Catherine’s question was, whether I loved him?
"Do you rember the rchant I told you about, whom I t in Lethoris?" I ask her with a smile as I rembered I may not have made myself entirely clear when I was telling her everything.
She nodded, her eyes wide and curious to know everything.
"The rchant was no one other than Tristan, who, at the ti was human—"
She gasped.
I nodded, continuing, "I have been in love for a very long ti, dear Sister. I just have not had the courage to acknowledge it."
I had been a coward so far. Tristan had been courageous so far, pushing and pushing his way through in my life, where I always thought of him whenever I did sothing. Sohow, he had found himself built in my mind, keeping himself there, even if he was not present with physically.
He had established himself in my mind so well, that even when I wanted to lose the hope of living, I found myself, hoping to co. In fact, believing that he was going to co for and my sister.
"You do?" Catherine asked. "You have left ti for so long?"
I nodded.
"Then.. does he know?"
Now, I shook my head. "I never told him."
"Why ever not?"
"Cowardice." I answered. " I was a coward to not tell him how I felt. I can give you various reasons why I felt it was not the right ti to tell him anything. I was afraid of him, afraid of who he was, afraid of my commitnts to my kingdom... I never thought of accepting my feelings, so if you have to learn sothing from your elder sister, learn to fall in love, and enjoy it."
Catherine gulped. "But would I even get a chance of falling in love? I don’t think Queen Anastasia plans on letting us live."
"Not Queen, do not call her a queen. She is the queen of no one. Simply take her na, do you want, do not give us the power of becoming a queen. And as far as killing us, she will not be able to harm you and I promise that."
"How do you know that?" She sniffed.
"Tristan." I said his na like it was an answer and an explanation in itself. It was. Given who Tristan was, and who had achieved to beco, he had the power to co for us.
I kept on looking at my sister’s face, watching as she thought of various scenarios, and one in particular that I did not want to think of. I knew one thing for sure that she was going to ask.
"What if he does not co?"
I rembered of all the tis he had co. Whenever I had run away from him, he had always co chasing back, and this ti, I was taken away from him. There was absolutely no chance that my Tristan would not co to take back with him.
"He will co, Catherine. I believe it with everything I have in ." I kissed her forehead and brought her closer so that she could rest it against my shoulder just like she had done previously. "Now I want you to fall asleep. Preserve your energy until they co." Because we were most likely not going to be fed.
If they had kept us here out of everyone’s eye, then no one was going to make an attempt to feed us.
Anastasia had been told by her brother to hurry up. So we were probably going to be kept hungry until they finally decided what use we were going to be to them.
I heard her snores and let out a light sigh of relief. She had fallen asleep.
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