Post by reddrgnspirit on Feb 16, 2005 18:24:10 GMT -5
"Kay! Did you know that I thought you were dead?! Kash...that was because of Arella! Syn...we were divorced...and Tona? I never slept with him. He went off into the wild blue yonder like YOU did. Like YOU left me. Magus? I never slept with him either. It never went that far. And did I have children with any of those men? NO! I DID NOT! But you seem to think that populating the world is your job! As a matter of fact, I lost a child because of you! You are the one that walks around 'whoa is me'...not I, Vincent Cambridge. I was your wife. I know you. And while I was your wife, I will have you know that I was faithful the entire time. Not once while we were married did I sleep with another! I kept my vows, I took them seriously. You were the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. You were the one that I wanted to start a new family with, but it seems you were to busy trying to make your own family throughout the realms. Gods be damned, Vincent, you were the only man that I ever loved with all my heart and soul. My soul was never bound to another. Only you."
By now she was crying. Tears streaming down her face, strands of hair stuck to her cheek from the wetness. Arms hung at her sides. She looked defeated, tired, staring back at him. Had they both made such a mess of their love that there was no turning back? Was it so far gone that the trust was vanquished? There was so much he didn't know. Things she kept buried all these years. How she sat in that cottage day after day, waiting. Night after night, alone in their bed, cold and lonely, longing for him to come home. How she prayed to carry his child and have a family with him. How she almost gave up when she thought he was dead and never coming back. How she had no choice but to become this cold strong woman to survive without him and his love. How she helped lead Nicho's people to peace before she died. How shattered she was when he finally broke the bond that they shared. Those things he would never know. They would never pass her lips.
When the silence between them was too much to bare, she wiped the tears from her face and turned away from him, turning her head just slightly to see him out of the corner of her over her shoulder, her voice just above a whisper.
"I can't do this with you anymore, Vincent. As much as I want too, I can't. It seems that neither of us can get past the others transgressions. Nothing can be built on that, I'm sorry. I will always be your wife in your heart. But I can't give you anymore than that."
Turning back, she pauses a minute, then walks the path that leads away from Tempie's cottage. It wasn't often that the mighty Gelina Grey hung her head, but this time she was just too tired to hold it up high. Vincent was the one man that just completely and utterly drained her. In life and now even in death.
She didn't know if he would follow. Did it really matter? He didn't truely need her anymore. He had others. There was a time in her life when she would have given anything to just have him scoop her up and take her away. Now that would never happen. He was alive and she was dead. And being at the crossroads they were at, stubborn, angry and hurt, there was nothing that could change it. It seemed now that there was no fix for them. She supposed that she had held some hope all this time. But it seems that she had hoped too much. There would never be anyone in her heart like he was. He was a part of her. A part that she could never get rid of. Then she walks into the forest never to be seen again. Ever.
By now she was crying. Tears streaming down her face, strands of hair stuck to her cheek from the wetness. Arms hung at her sides. She looked defeated, tired, staring back at him. Had they both made such a mess of their love that there was no turning back? Was it so far gone that the trust was vanquished? There was so much he didn't know. Things she kept buried all these years. How she sat in that cottage day after day, waiting. Night after night, alone in their bed, cold and lonely, longing for him to come home. How she prayed to carry his child and have a family with him. How she almost gave up when she thought he was dead and never coming back. How she had no choice but to become this cold strong woman to survive without him and his love. How she helped lead Nicho's people to peace before she died. How shattered she was when he finally broke the bond that they shared. Those things he would never know. They would never pass her lips.
When the silence between them was too much to bare, she wiped the tears from her face and turned away from him, turning her head just slightly to see him out of the corner of her over her shoulder, her voice just above a whisper.
"I can't do this with you anymore, Vincent. As much as I want too, I can't. It seems that neither of us can get past the others transgressions. Nothing can be built on that, I'm sorry. I will always be your wife in your heart. But I can't give you anymore than that."
Turning back, she pauses a minute, then walks the path that leads away from Tempie's cottage. It wasn't often that the mighty Gelina Grey hung her head, but this time she was just too tired to hold it up high. Vincent was the one man that just completely and utterly drained her. In life and now even in death.
She didn't know if he would follow. Did it really matter? He didn't truely need her anymore. He had others. There was a time in her life when she would have given anything to just have him scoop her up and take her away. Now that would never happen. He was alive and she was dead. And being at the crossroads they were at, stubborn, angry and hurt, there was nothing that could change it. It seemed now that there was no fix for them. She supposed that she had held some hope all this time. But it seems that she had hoped too much. There would never be anyone in her heart like he was. He was a part of her. A part that she could never get rid of. Then she walks into the forest never to be seen again. Ever.
