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Forever

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Forever

“You are the Prince of Fairies! How could you fall in love with a human? A princess, no less!” demanded the King after a heated debate.

“Father, I’ve loved her since forever,” I confess. “How can I forget a love like that?”

The King’s eyes finally soften as he understood the compelling power of true love, “Does she know you exist?”

My head droops. “I thought so. I will approve of this union only if she falls in love with your spirit, Sandro. I need to be assured of her intention too.” He waves his wand and I transform into a human. I had a week to win Esmé’s love as her father planned to betroth her in a week.

Esmé had entranced me the moment I met her. A nature-lover, I secretly followed her about the gardens, glens, or forests. One summer afternoon, she caught me gazing at her. She blinked and I was gone. Ever since, she loved nothing more than to sketch me. I stole glances of her gently stroking my face, trying to recapture that perfect moment when she fell in love with a dream.

Esmé was busy all week with duties. It was now my last day and I was panicking. Luckily, she decided to paint outdoors today, so I planned to meet her there.

I emerge and ask, “Does solitude help you paint?” Esmé spins, surprised and peeved to find someone in her sacred space. She was momentarily stunned as she realized I resembled her make-believe lover.
I broke the silence by talking about art. We shared ideas on inspiring vistas to paint along tranquil hiking trails. Usually cautious, she slowly revealed her inner light as graceful sunbeams permeating through clouds. We talk and laugh all afternoon. “I wish I could be a wandering painter like you,” she sighs. “Would you wander with me?” I ask, almost pleading.

She gazes at me as if I was a window to her dreamscape. “Yes,” she tenderly grasps my hand.

We meander through the forest until we reach the gateway to my world. Esmé gasps as dancing lights encircle us, transforming her into a ravishing fairy princess and I into a prince.
I place a sparkling tiara on her lustrous hair and kiss her forehead, “Welcome to fairy land, my princess, where time stands still and I can love you forever.”

 

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