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"This cannot be! They will still fight! They will still see me for the peasent girl that I am! The whole world will hate us, and watch...just waiting for us to fail! Do you not realize that?!" The elaborate renaissance gown swished as she spun to face him. Her fiery red hair blowing in the harsh winds, and her piercing blue eyes fixed on his defined, yet boyish face.
"Just because Oi realize it, fair lady, does not mean that Oi will acknowledge it..." A smirk lifted the right side of his mouth, and he reached out his hand to touch her velvet cheek. She backed up and clenched her fist, "Love can conquer all!"
"Love," Tears welled up in her eyes and she looked down to the cold, stone ground. The beautiful surrounding of the majestic forest at night was no comfort to her, "No words can describe it...no actions can fulfill the emotion that wells up inside, no song can sing it's melodic tune, and no vision, no matter how it is captured, can show it's infinite beauty!!"
"But real love, everlasting love, comes to those who try to do these things anyways..." With a gentle smile, and a nudge of his hand, he turned her towards him. His strong arms wrapped around her and pulled her body in close. Their eyes began to close, and their lips ready for the welcomed embrace...
"ALRIGHT! That was perfect! Great job Marie! You too Prince Lysander! Everybody go to your changing rooms! Rehearsel is done for the day." Ms. Muxloe excused her theater arts class, and everybody got ready to head their seperate ways and go home. Except for, of course, the main characters...Marie DeBarrac and Prince Lysander III.
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"Wow, it feels good to get that costume off!" Sky said as he met Charlie at the truck.
"Yea, but don't you just love dressing up, 'Lysander'?" She smiled and slammed the rickity door shut.
"I love the play! So tell me, 'Marie'; how does it feel to play a straight girl in love?" Laughter filled the cab of the truck, but on the inside, secretly, both of them were hurting. It had been weeks since Elisabeth had ripped out Charlie's heart and fed it to the wolves. Sky was there for her, and she had recovered quite a bit....the thing was...neither of them were satisfied.
"Do you wanna ask the goon squad if they want to hang out, and maybe go to Jillian's?"
"Nah...I really need to practice for the play." Sky's pale hands wringed the steering wheel, and he kept his eyes focused on the road.
"Why? You're fantastic at it!"
"Eh, I dunno. It's just that I think I should make sure I got it down. It's gonna be a lot of pressure tomorrow!"
"Suit yourself! I however have to turn in my masterpiece for my art final tomorrow. We had to draw something, 'Forbidden'. Tee he he. It couldn't be inappropriate though, which REALLY narrowed it down for me. I like how it's coming out though." Charlie petted her sketch book, that sat in her lap, and Sky took a quick glance at it before returning his gaze to the road.
"Forbidden huh? So what did you draw?"
"Oh just a little something that's all. I'm sure I'll get a good grade on it though..." With that she smiled and turned up the radio.
Sky thought about pestering her like he usually did when he wanted to know something, but he knew this was Charlie's art....the only privacy of hers he let her have willingly. Not that he didn't give her privacy! He was just a wee bit nosy,as was she, and he liked to know everything about Charlie. The one his heart so longed for. He knew that if she really wanted him too know, then she would show him. Little did either of them know...all would be revealed tomorrow night.
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"It is day, but there is no warming sun; it is night, but there is no beautiful moon..." Sky read aloud to the walls of his room, "Fairest Marie, my lady, my goddess...what do you dream of? So innocent you lay beneath that cherry blossom tree, so peaceful does your sleeping form look. Will thou wake if this calloused hand of mine were to touch thy rosy cheek? To move a strand of fiery hair from that heavenly face?"
Closing his eyes, Sky could see the scene playing out in his head. How beautiful Charlie is going to look, how magical that moment will be. He continues to read, not knowing someone is headed to the room.
"My love for you has grown so strong! No amount of hate, or some law in which Oi plead ignorant, could keep this heart from your supple bosom. Charlie, Oi love you!" At that moment of Sky's mistake, there was a knock upon his door. He fell over backwards, and landed with a thud. "Oof! Urrrggg......Come in!"
A kind, young, motherly looking women entered the room. It was Charlie's mother, Mrs. Claire Bray, "You alright Sky?"
"Oh uh...heh yes ma'm. I just fell over my amp cord, that's all." He shoved his hands nervously into his pockets.
"Oh alright hon. Dinner will be ready in thirty minutes, so giddy up!" Sky chuckled and nodded his head, while Claire exited the room. Meanwhile Charlie was finishing her art.
"There, almost done." She looked at the sleeping form on her canvas. A lanky male was stretched across the space. One arm above his head, his hand slightly closed, and the other arm across his torso. A blanket covering only his lower section, and stopping at the middle of his thighs. His longish hair, framed his peaceful face. The dark colors of the charcoal, and the light of the overlay, caused him to resemble a god. Her finger lightly traced the form she had grown so found of.
If the teacher didn't see how magnanamous this figure was, then Charlie didn't care. She knew no picture could do him justice, but she was willing to give it a shot. For the first time, Charlie was honestly proud of one of her pieces of work. She saw her clock had read 7:30 PM; thirty minutes after her mother's visit to her room. She quickly hid her work of art under her bed, and headed for the dining room.
"Alright kids! We have fajitas over there, tortillas on the counter, all the stuff to put on them, and your dad just bought some soda and put it in the fridge." Mrs. Bray placed some plates on the counter and smiled. She could be such a wonderful woman when she wanted to be. All of them fixed a plate and sat down at the table.
"So how was yall's day at school?" Mr. Bray asked, looking at the kids.
"It was great! Chelsea Walker got the lunch lady's spaghetti all over her new outfit, Daniel passed his English II exam, rehearsel went well, and I finished my art for class tomorrow!" Charlie relayed happily.
"It was pretty good. Rehearsel did go well, and I finished my homework. I'm anxious about the play tomorrow night though." Sky took a bite of his fajita and then looked at Mr. Bray.
"Well that's good! Yea, we'll be at the play tomorrow, right in the front row!" he said smiling at Claire.
"Yea Sky, you should know by now...do NOT look at dad during the play! He'll try and make you mess up!"
"I would never do such a thing!" He screwed up his face into one of the many hilarious ways that he did, and everyone laughed.
"I am sure the both of you will do really good tomorrow!" Claire said encouragingly. They continued their meal in silence and then the parents went to bed. Charlie and Sky went into their game room. Charlie got on the couch next to Sky and cuddled up close to him, yawning. He smiled and pushed play on the remote control for the JTHM movie they had all made one summer.
He wrapped his arm around Charlie's petite frame, and she wrapped both her arms around his middle. Her head rested on his chest and she was soothed by the sound of his heartbeat, "Sky, I love you..." She yawned, closing her eyes.
"I love you too, Charl," his fingers ran lazily threw her hair, as he watched her so intently, "...more than you'll probably ever know..." he whispered. He kissed her forehead gently, and then covered her up with a blanket. She squeezed him tighter when he went to get up, so he decided if he didn't want to wake her up, he'd better stay put. The two of them fell into a deep sleep, wrapped in each other's warm embrace.
********************THE NIGHT OF THE PLAY*********************
People took their seats in the Davis High School auditorium, and conversed with friends. The lights dimmed and the chatter slowly went out as the focus became the stage. A tall, slender boy came onto the center of the stage, and he smiled wide to the audience. This was Daniel's first play since he had been at Davis. He had practiced his lines over and over, and the outcome went splendidly!
"Ladies and Gentlemen of the court! You have all gathered 'ere to learn the tale of a forbidden love. A most wonderous and magical tale it is!...But you must remember this, and remember it well; 'Like a photograph, love develops in darkness'." When the young english boy had finished the intorduction, he went off stage, and the curtain lifted high. Act I was starting, and the night of love had begun.
*~*Scene 1: ACT I*~*
"Oh Lilly, calm down! Father doesn't notice Oi'm there half the time anyways, and mather is gone away at one of those afternoon teas of 'ers. You need not be worryin'! Even princes deserve to have a bit of fun now and again!" The young sire, wrapped in a cloack, slide down from his window. As his feet hit the floor he tapped the close by fae on her nose. Her glittery face shimmered in the moonlight, and her wings fluttered close behind him until she quickened her pace. Her fragile frame stood in front of him with her arms crossed.
"Lysander Nikoliona Rossum the third!" She tapped her dainty foot, causing fairy dust to swirl around the two, "You are under house arrest! You are not even suppose to be out in court without an escort when you are NOT under house arrest signore! Please come back!"
"Lilly, You have been my faithful companion since Oi was first birthed; were you not?"
"I was my lord."
"Then you know, that Oi can take care of myself!" While this banter was going on between the two they were steadily heading closer and closer into town. Elsewhere....
"Run Michael! Ameilia! GO!" A fair, red-headed peasent girl watched as two younger children ran with armfuls of food. She too was about to run when she felt a strong hand tightly grip her forearm, "Ah! Let. Me. GO!! You stupid pig!" The other, thick, greasy hand came down and hit her hard across the cheek causing a loud WHAP sound. Her porcelain skin, so lightly sprinkled with freckles, turned crimson where his hand and her flesh had met.
"You stole my bread!" He grumbled, his belly peeking out of his shirt.
"...There was also that time when you spilled that soup after just making it, and the time you hit your head on the carriage door, and the time--" Lilly continued her ramble of all the times he couldn't take care of himself, when all of a sudden, he put his hand over her mouth. His eyes went wide as he saw the man raise his hand again.
"NO!" Letting go of his grasp on Lilly, Lysander ran between the two and in one swift movement drew his sword, "Release 'er! What kind of rat are ye, to place yer hands on a woman in any sucha way? Oi should have ye hanged fer that!" The rag wearing girl stumpled back, and Lilly caught her.
"Run Miss. Run to safety..."
"But he could get hurt!" Her arm reached out to Lysander, and Lilly shoved it lightly away.
"Don't you worry your pretty little head about him Miss! Prince Lysander can handle him!"
"A prince..." She whispered to herself. Lilly shooed her away once more and she ran as fast as her legs could carry her.
In a nearby, run down orphanage, the girl looked for the two children she had sent there not long ago, "Michael? Ameilia? Children?"
"Miss Marie! Miss Marie!" Sixteen children clamored around her feet. Malnourished, dirty, yet all with a smile on their face. Her eyes teared up, but she too put on a smile.
"It is long past your bedtime darlings. Let us go to,sleep shall we?" With that the scene ends, with all of the orphanage's inhabitants curled up in front of a small, dying fire.
*~*Scene 4: ACT V*~*
After many secret encounters between the prince and the peasent girl, there has been much darkness. First Michael was lost to illness and past away, then authority stormed the orphanage and pryed it from Marie, which left her homeless. Then Lysander was told he was going to be betrothed, and they used Marie's life as a bargaining chip. By this last scene, Lysander's fiance has ran far away, Marie is being searched for, and Lysander is at wits end.
"Mocking forest. Mocking moon. How can you shine, when my bonnie lass is gone?" Lysander says alound to himself, with his back against a weeping willow tree,"What have Oi done? How could Oi have let this 'appen? Oi have brought her so much pain!"
"Don't give yourself so much credit my lord..." The voice was like the whisper of an angel to his ears. He knew right away where such a voice was birthed. He stood quickly and locked eyes with his love's, "Lilly came to get me...you are lucky to have her - -"
"Oi am lucky to have you!" He interuppted, racing towards her.
"This cannot be! They will still fight! They will still see me for the peasent girl that I am! The whole world will hate us, and watch...just waiting for us to fail! Do you not realize that?!" The elaborate renaissance gown swished as she spun to face him. Her fiery red hair blowing in the harsh winds, and her piercing blue eyes fixed on his defined, yet boyish face.
"Just because Oi realize it, fair lady, does not mean that Oi will acknowledge it..." A smirk lifted the right side of his mouth, and he reached out his hand to touch her velvet cheek. She backed up and clenched her fist, "Love can conquer all!"
"Love," Tears welled up in her eyes and she looked down to the cold, stone ground. The beautiful surrounding of the majestic forest at night was no comfort to her, "No words can describe it...no actions can fulfill the emotion that wells up inside, no song can sing it's melodic tune, and no vision, no matter how it is captured, can show it's infinite beauty!!"
"But real love, everlasting love, comes to those who try to do these things anyways..." With a gentle smile, and a nudge of his hand, he turned her towards him. His strong arms wrapped around her and pulled her body in close. Their eyes began to close, and their lips ready for the welcomed embrace, "I let you go once Charl....I won't let it happen again..."
As Lysander's lips crashed against Marie's her eyes went wide at his mistake. She wondered in her head if anyone else had noticed, but then as the warmth and realization of his lips dancing with his hit, she slowly closed her eyes, and wrapped her arms around him. Her lips began kissing back longingly, and her leg lifted slightly in the air. The curtain closed, and everyone stood up with applause, except for the stunned few who knew these main characters, and couldn't believe what just happened.
**********************AFTER THE PLAY*********************
Everyone looked on backstage, for the two's lips were still connected. Reluctantly, they came out of their kiss. Charlie opened her heavy lids just enough to see a hazy image of Sky, then...she blacked out. As her head fell back, Sky rapidly grasped her head in his hand, and wrapped his arm even tighter around her waist. He lifted her up into his arms, like a baby, and carried her backstage.
Placeing her onto a couch from an old set, he brushed her hair from her face, "DANA! Get me a ice cold rag!"
"Of course! I'm on it Sky!" Dana ran off, her wings flaling behind her.
"It's gonna be okay Charlie. Please God, let it be okay." His lips brushed her forehead, and then Dana ran in with the rag. He rubbed it against her face, gently, trying to cool it off. he began coughing and gasping for air. He tilted her head back so that she could breathe easier, and then she tried to sit up, "Don't even think about it! Stay down, I'll go get the nurse..."
Her soft, feminine hand clasped around as much of Sky's as it could, "Sky...I love you..." Sky smiled, his eyes welled up with tears. Charlie again went limp in his arms, and he couldn't pry himself from her side. Daniel rushed to get the nurse for Charlie.
*~*The hospital*~*
Charlie woke up in a hospital bed, with her first image being Sky, all curled up under a tiny blanket, in a tiny hosptial chair, "He stayed by your side the whole time you know," Mrs. Muxloe smiled, "It took forver to get him to believe you'd be safe if he went to sleep. No one else has been into see you, and they would have kicked him out, but, you know how stubborn he can be."
Charlie giggled, and then coughed, "Did they...did they run test on me?"
"No. They couldn't without you being awake. But let me guess, you don't want them too..."
"I am fine Mrs. Muxloe! I just - -"
"She's my daughter God dammit!" Charlie could hear her dad yelling at some poor hospital staff member. Her dad burst through the door, and then with a father's loving grace, went to her side, "Hey squirt! How are ya feelin'?" He asked, with tears of worry in his eyes.
"I'm fine dad! Hi mom..." Charlie waved to the figure that stepped out from behind her dad, "I want to go home."
"The doctor's said that if you refused and, or didn't want to have any test run, then we could take you home after filling out paper work." Sky began to squrim in the chair, and Mrs. Muxloe turned her view to the Brays.
"Then it is best you two start on that paper work! Come along!" With a wink at Charlie, the three adults walked down to the front desk. When the door was shut, Charlie's silvery blue eyes gazed at Sky.
"Well hello sleepy head..."
"MmmmmRrrrrrrMmmmm....He rumbled as he opened one eye to look at Charlie. He pulled the covers over his head and grumbled. She giggled, and the relization of her being awake caused Sky to fall out of his chair with a thud, "Charlie!!!!" He ran over and sat at the edge of her bed. He grasped her hand in his, and used his free hand to run his fingers through her hair, "Are you alright? Do you need anything? I could get you the nurse! Do you need the nurse? Are you thirsty? Hu---"
Sky was interuppted by Charlie's lips, which were now kissing his so passionately, "That's what I needed..."
"But you're a lesbian..." Sky said dazed. She laughed and kissed him again.
"Sky, I love you. I love you with all that I am and all that I ever will be. I heard your mistake at the end of the play. Sky, never let me go again. Hold me close and NEVER let me go. This heart of mine that you have fixed so many times before, is now yours, and I hold it out to you to put in your chest."
"And I, my fair goddess," Sky whispered as he kissed her forehead, "Give you mine to fill your chest. As long as it beats, and much longer, I will love you."
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is the start of a magical and wonderous tale of....'Forbidden Love'.....

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"This cannot be! They will still fight! They will still see me for the peasent girl that I am! The whole world will hate us, and watch...just waiting for us to fail! Do you not realize that?!" The elaborate renaissance gown swished as she spun to face him. Her fiery red hair blowing in the harsh winds, and her piercing blue eyes fixed on his defined, yet boyish face.
"Just because Oi realize it, fair lady, does not mean that Oi will acknowledge it..." A smirk lifted the right side of his mouth, and he reached out his hand to touch her velvet cheek. She backed up and clenched her fist, "Love can conquer all!"
"Love," Tears welled up in her eyes and she looked down to the cold, stone ground. The beautiful surrounding of the majestic forest at night was no comfort to her, "No words can describe it...no actions can fulfill the emotion that wells up inside, no song can sing it's melodic tune, and no vision, no matter how it is captured, can show it's infinite beauty!!"
"But real love, everlasting love, comes to those who try to do these things anyways..." With a gentle smile, and a nudge of his hand, he turned her towards him. His strong arms wrapped around her and pulled her body in close. Their eyes began to close, and their lips ready for the welcomed embrace...
"ALRIGHT! That was perfect! Great job Marie! You too Prince Lysander! Everybody go to your changing rooms! Rehearsel is done for the day." Ms. Muxloe excused her theater arts class, and everybody got ready to head their seperate ways and go home. Except for, of course, the main characters...Marie DeBarrac and Prince Lysander III.
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"Wow, it feels good to get that costume off!" Sky said as he met Charlie at the truck.
"Yea, but don't you just love dressing up, 'Lysander'?" She smiled and slammed the rickity door shut.
"I love the play! So tell me, 'Marie'; how does it feel to play a straight girl in love?" Laughter filled the cab of the truck, but on the inside, secretly, both of them were hurting. It had been weeks since Elisabeth had ripped out Charlie's heart and fed it to the wolves. Sky was there for her, and she had recovered quite a bit....the thing was...neither of them were satisfied.
"Do you wanna ask the goon squad if they want to hang out, and maybe go to Jillian's?"
"Nah...I really need to practice for the play." Sky's pale hands wringed the steering wheel, and he kept his eyes focused on the road.
"Why? You're fantastic at it!"
"Eh, I dunno. It's just that I think I should make sure I got it down. It's gonna be a lot of pressure tomorrow!"
"Suit yourself! I however have to turn in my masterpiece for my art final tomorrow. We had to draw something, 'Forbidden'. Tee he he. It couldn't be inappropriate though, which REALLY narrowed it down for me. I like how it's coming out though." Charlie petted her sketch book, that sat in her lap, and Sky took a quick glance at it before returning his gaze to the road.
"Forbidden huh? So what did you draw?"
"Oh just a little something that's all. I'm sure I'll get a good grade on it though..." With that she smiled and turned up the radio.
Sky thought about pestering her like he usually did when he wanted to know something, but he knew this was Charlie's art....the only privacy of hers he let her have willingly. Not that he didn't give her privacy! He was just a wee bit nosy,as was she, and he liked to know everything about Charlie. The one his heart so longed for. He knew that if she really wanted him too know, then she would show him. Little did either of them know...all would be revealed tomorrow night.
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"It is day, but there is no warming sun; it is night, but there is no beautiful moon..." Sky read aloud to the walls of his room, "Fairest Marie, my lady, my goddess...what do you dream of? So innocent you lay beneath that cherry blossom tree, so peaceful does your sleeping form look. Will thou wake if this calloused hand of mine were to touch thy rosy cheek? To move a strand of fiery hair from that heavenly face?"
Closing his eyes, Sky could see the scene playing out in his head. How beautiful Charlie is going to look, how magical that moment will be. He continues to read, not knowing someone is headed to the room.
"My love for you has grown so strong! No amount of hate, or some law in which Oi plead ignorant, could keep this heart from your supple bosom. Charlie, Oi love you!" At that moment of Sky's mistake, there was a knock upon his door. He fell over backwards, and landed with a thud. "Oof! Urrrggg......Come in!"
A kind, young, motherly looking women entered the room. It was Charlie's mother, Mrs. Claire Bray, "You alright Sky?"
"Oh uh...heh yes ma'm. I just fell over my amp cord, that's all." He shoved his hands nervously into his pockets.
"Oh alright hon. Dinner will be ready in thirty minutes, so giddy up!" Sky chuckled and nodded his head, while Claire exited the room. Meanwhile Charlie was finishing her art.
"There, almost done." She looked at the sleeping form on her canvas. A lanky male was stretched across the space. One arm above his head, his hand slightly closed, and the other arm across his torso. A blanket covering only his lower section, and stopping at the middle of his thighs. His longish hair, framed his peaceful face. The dark colors of the charcoal, and the light of the overlay, caused him to resemble a god. Her finger lightly traced the form she had grown so found of.
If the teacher didn't see how magnanamous this figure was, then Charlie didn't care. She knew no picture could do him justice, but she was willing to give it a shot. For the first time, Charlie was honestly proud of one of her pieces of work. She saw her clock had read 7:30 PM; thirty minutes after her mother's visit to her room. She quickly hid her work of art under her bed, and headed for the dining room.
"Alright kids! We have fajitas over there, tortillas on the counter, all the stuff to put on them, and your dad just bought some soda and put it in the fridge." Mrs. Bray placed some plates on the counter and smiled. She could be such a wonderful woman when she wanted to be. All of them fixed a plate and sat down at the table.
"So how was yall's day at school?" Mr. Bray asked, looking at the kids.
"It was great! Chelsea Walker got the lunch lady's spaghetti all over her new outfit, Daniel passed his English II exam, rehearsel went well, and I finished my art for class tomorrow!" Charlie relayed happily.
"It was pretty good. Rehearsel did go well, and I finished my homework. I'm anxious about the play tomorrow night though." Sky took a bite of his fajita and then looked at Mr. Bray.
"Well that's good! Yea, we'll be at the play tomorrow, right in the front row!" he said smiling at Claire.
"Yea Sky, you should know by now...do NOT look at dad during the play! He'll try and make you mess up!"
"I would never do such a thing!" He screwed up his face into one of the many hilarious ways that he did, and everyone laughed.
"I am sure the both of you will do really good tomorrow!" Claire said encouragingly. They continued their meal in silence and then the parents went to bed. Charlie and Sky went into their game room. Charlie got on the couch next to Sky and cuddled up close to him, yawning. He smiled and pushed play on the remote control for the JTHM movie they had all made one summer.
He wrapped his arm around Charlie's petite frame, and she wrapped both her arms around his middle. Her head rested on his chest and she was soothed by the sound of his heartbeat, "Sky, I love you..." She yawned, closing her eyes.
"I love you too, Charl," his fingers ran lazily threw her hair, as he watched her so intently, "...more than you'll probably ever know..." he whispered. He kissed her forehead gently, and then covered her up with a blanket. She squeezed him tighter when he went to get up, so he decided if he didn't want to wake her up, he'd better stay put. The two of them fell into a deep sleep, wrapped in each other's warm embrace.
********************THE NIGHT OF THE PLAY*********************
People took their seats in the Davis High School auditorium, and conversed with friends. The lights dimmed and the chatter slowly went out as the focus became the stage. A tall, slender boy came onto the center of the stage, and he smiled wide to the audience. This was Daniel's first play since he had been at Davis. He had practiced his lines over and over, and the outcome went splendidly!
"Ladies and Gentlemen of the court! You have all gathered 'ere to learn the tale of a forbidden love. A most wonderous and magical tale it is!...But you must remember this, and remember it well; 'Like a photograph, love develops in darkness'." When the young english boy had finished the intorduction, he went off stage, and the curtain lifted high. Act I was starting, and the night of love had begun.
*~*Scene 1: ACT I*~*
"Oh Lilly, calm down! Father doesn't notice Oi'm there half the time anyways, and mather is gone away at one of those afternoon teas of 'ers. You need not be worryin'! Even princes deserve to have a bit of fun now and again!" The young sire, wrapped in a cloack, slide down from his window. As his feet hit the floor he tapped the close by fae on her nose. Her glittery face shimmered in the moonlight, and her wings fluttered close behind him until she quickened her pace. Her fragile frame stood in front of him with her arms crossed.
"Lysander Nikoliona Rossum the third!" She tapped her dainty foot, causing fairy dust to swirl around the two, "You are under house arrest! You are not even suppose to be out in court without an escort when you are NOT under house arrest signore! Please come back!"
"Lilly, You have been my faithful companion since Oi was first birthed; were you not?"
"I was my lord."
"Then you know, that Oi can take care of myself!" While this banter was going on between the two they were steadily heading closer and closer into town. Elsewhere....
"Run Michael! Ameilia! GO!" A fair, red-headed peasent girl watched as two younger children ran with armfuls of food. She too was about to run when she felt a strong hand tightly grip her forearm, "Ah! Let. Me. GO!! You stupid pig!" The other, thick, greasy hand came down and hit her hard across the cheek causing a loud WHAP sound. Her porcelain skin, so lightly sprinkled with freckles, turned crimson where his hand and her flesh had met.
"You stole my bread!" He grumbled, his belly peeking out of his shirt.
"...There was also that time when you spilled that soup after just making it, and the time you hit your head on the carriage door, and the time--" Lilly continued her ramble of all the times he couldn't take care of himself, when all of a sudden, he put his hand over her mouth. His eyes went wide as he saw the man raise his hand again.
"NO!" Letting go of his grasp on Lilly, Lysander ran between the two and in one swift movement drew his sword, "Release 'er! What kind of rat are ye, to place yer hands on a woman in any sucha way? Oi should have ye hanged fer that!" The rag wearing girl stumpled back, and Lilly caught her.
"Run Miss. Run to safety..."
"But he could get hurt!" Her arm reached out to Lysander, and Lilly shoved it lightly away.
"Don't you worry your pretty little head about him Miss! Prince Lysander can handle him!"
"A prince..." She whispered to herself. Lilly shooed her away once more and she ran as fast as her legs could carry her.
In a nearby, run down orphanage, the girl looked for the two children she had sent there not long ago, "Michael? Ameilia? Children?"
"Miss Marie! Miss Marie!" Sixteen children clamored around her feet. Malnourished, dirty, yet all with a smile on their face. Her eyes teared up, but she too put on a smile.
"It is long past your bedtime darlings. Let us go to,sleep shall we?" With that the scene ends, with all of the orphanage's inhabitants curled up in front of a small, dying fire.
*~*Scene 4: ACT V*~*
After many secret encounters between the prince and the peasent girl, there has been much darkness. First Michael was lost to illness and past away, then authority stormed the orphanage and pryed it from Marie, which left her homeless. Then Lysander was told he was going to be betrothed, and they used Marie's life as a bargaining chip. By this last scene, Lysander's fiance has ran far away, Marie is being searched for, and Lysander is at wits end.
"Mocking forest. Mocking moon. How can you shine, when my bonnie lass is gone?" Lysander says alound to himself, with his back against a weeping willow tree,"What have Oi done? How could Oi have let this 'appen? Oi have brought her so much pain!"
"Don't give yourself so much credit my lord..." The voice was like the whisper of an angel to his ears. He knew right away where such a voice was birthed. He stood quickly and locked eyes with his love's, "Lilly came to get me...you are lucky to have her - -"
"Oi am lucky to have you!" He interuppted, racing towards her.
"This cannot be! They will still fight! They will still see me for the peasent girl that I am! The whole world will hate us, and watch...just waiting for us to fail! Do you not realize that?!" The elaborate renaissance gown swished as she spun to face him. Her fiery red hair blowing in the harsh winds, and her piercing blue eyes fixed on his defined, yet boyish face.
"Just because Oi realize it, fair lady, does not mean that Oi will acknowledge it..." A smirk lifted the right side of his mouth, and he reached out his hand to touch her velvet cheek. She backed up and clenched her fist, "Love can conquer all!"
"Love," Tears welled up in her eyes and she looked down to the cold, stone ground. The beautiful surrounding of the majestic forest at night was no comfort to her, "No words can describe it...no actions can fulfill the emotion that wells up inside, no song can sing it's melodic tune, and no vision, no matter how it is captured, can show it's infinite beauty!!"
"But real love, everlasting love, comes to those who try to do these things anyways..." With a gentle smile, and a nudge of his hand, he turned her towards him. His strong arms wrapped around her and pulled her body in close. Their eyes began to close, and their lips ready for the welcomed embrace, "I let you go once Charl....I won't let it happen again..."
As Lysander's lips crashed against Marie's her eyes went wide at his mistake. She wondered in her head if anyone else had noticed, but then as the warmth and realization of his lips dancing with his hit, she slowly closed her eyes, and wrapped her arms around him. Her lips began kissing back longingly, and her leg lifted slightly in the air. The curtain closed, and everyone stood up with applause, except for the stunned few who knew these main characters, and couldn't believe what just happened.
**********************AFTER THE PLAY*********************
Everyone looked on backstage, for the two's lips were still connected. Reluctantly, they came out of their kiss. Charlie opened her heavy lids just enough to see a hazy image of Sky, then...she blacked out. As her head fell back, Sky rapidly grasped her head in his hand, and wrapped his arm even tighter around her waist. He lifted her up into his arms, like a baby, and carried her backstage.
Placeing her onto a couch from an old set, he brushed her hair from her face, "DANA! Get me a ice cold rag!"
"Of course! I'm on it Sky!" Dana ran off, her wings flaling behind her.
"It's gonna be okay Charlie. Please God, let it be okay." His lips brushed her forehead, and then Dana ran in with the rag. He rubbed it against her face, gently, trying to cool it off. he began coughing and gasping for air. He tilted her head back so that she could breathe easier, and then she tried to sit up, "Don't even think about it! Stay down, I'll go get the nurse..."
Her soft, feminine hand clasped around as much of Sky's as it could, "Sky...I love you..." Sky smiled, his eyes welled up with tears. Charlie again went limp in his arms, and he couldn't pry himself from her side. Daniel rushed to get the nurse for Charlie.
*~*The hospital*~*
Charlie woke up in a hospital bed, with her first image being Sky, all curled up under a tiny blanket, in a tiny hosptial chair, "He stayed by your side the whole time you know," Mrs. Muxloe smiled, "It took forver to get him to believe you'd be safe if he went to sleep. No one else has been into see you, and they would have kicked him out, but, you know how stubborn he can be."
Charlie giggled, and then coughed, "Did they...did they run test on me?"
"No. They couldn't without you being awake. But let me guess, you don't want them too..."
"I am fine Mrs. Muxloe! I just - -"
"She's my daughter God dammit!" Charlie could hear her dad yelling at some poor hospital staff member. Her dad burst through the door, and then with a father's loving grace, went to her side, "Hey squirt! How are ya feelin'?" He asked, with tears of worry in his eyes.
"I'm fine dad! Hi mom..." Charlie waved to the figure that stepped out from behind her dad, "I want to go home."
"The doctor's said that if you refused and, or didn't want to have any test run, then we could take you home after filling out paper work." Sky began to squrim in the chair, and Mrs. Muxloe turned her view to the Brays.
"Then it is best you two start on that paper work! Come along!" With a wink at Charlie, the three adults walked down to the front desk. When the door was shut, Charlie's silvery blue eyes gazed at Sky.
"Well hello sleepy head..."
"MmmmmRrrrrrrMmmmm....He rumbled as he opened one eye to look at Charlie. He pulled the covers over his head and grumbled. She giggled, and the relization of her being awake caused Sky to fall out of his chair with a thud, "Charlie!!!!" He ran over and sat at the edge of her bed. He grasped her hand in his, and used his free hand to run his fingers through her hair, "Are you alright? Do you need anything? I could get you the nurse! Do you need the nurse? Are you thirsty? Hu---"
Sky was interuppted by Charlie's lips, which were now kissing his so passionately, "That's what I needed..."
"But you're a lesbian..." Sky said dazed. She laughed and kissed him again.
"Sky, I love you. I love you with all that I am and all that I ever will be. I heard your mistake at the end of the play. Sky, never let me go again. Hold me close and NEVER let me go. This heart of mine that you have fixed so many times before, is now yours, and I hold it out to you to put in your chest."
"And I, my fair goddess," Sky whispered as he kissed her forehead, "Give you mine to fill your chest. As long as it beats, and much longer, I will love you."
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is the start of a magical and wonderous tale of....'Forbidden Love'.....