THIS IS SUFFOCATING! that's the words that Guinevere wants to shout in front of her father and her fiance . Loud laughter filled the garden , where the two family gathered , planning to ruin her already ruined life. She tighten her grip to the knife she's holding , tired of always pretending in front of people that surrounds her.
" Guinevere? " she flinched when someone touch her hand , pulling her out of her chain of thoughts. She turn her attention to her mother.
" Yes? " she forced a smile.
" Your fiance wanna know how many babies do you want " her father utter. All their attention was on her now , waiting for her answer. Her grip tighten to the knife she was holding as she heard Lord Baroque, her father clears his throat. She faced her fiance and force a smile.
" As many as you want " she swallowed the lump in her throat as the people around her started clapping their hands.
" Right! You must honor your husband through giving him a lot of babies! " she heard Lord Samuel exclaimed, her fiance's father.
" Ling! son , you heard your wife right ? She will bare your child , as many as you want! "
" Yes father " Ling respond as he took a glimpse to his fiancée , a smile escape his lips as he watch her cut the meat in her plate. Her every details and move was just so elegant that Ling wanted to marry her right away. The dinner between the two family had ended with joyous and excitement in their faces . Guinevere forced a smile as Ling, her fiancé insisted to stay for a while and have a conversation with her. The moon shine so bright as they walked silently in the wide arboretum behind the mansion .
" I heard this is your favourite place here, in the Baroque House " Ling broke the silence.
" ahh yes " Guinevere chukle awkwardly, don't know what to say. Ling just nodded. Guinevere let out a deep breathe, feeling so suffocated along with the awkward atmosphere between them. Her attention was just in the moon above them when suddenly Ling came in front of her and blocked the view. Guinevere badly wanted to slap his face out of the view. Guinevere gave him a smile.
" what is it ? " Guinevere flinched when Ling suddenly held her hands.
" Next month , the Princess Silvanna will appoint me as the new General of this town and... I was thinking.. I'll give you a proper proposal at the same day and I would like to annouce to everyone that we're getting married " Guinevere's chest clenched after what he said , don't know what to do nor say and the only sound she could hear was the loud beating of her heart, not because of so much romantic excitement but because of the truth that she's not the same teenage girl anymore . A tear drop in her eyes without her noticing it. Ling panicked seeing his fiancée cry.
" My lady, what's the matter ? " he ask as he wiped the tears that continuously gliding down her cheeks. Guinevere stared at her fiance's worried face.
" n- nothing. I- It just that... it feels overwhelming having a fiancé like you " she lied . A smile draw on Ling's lips .
" come here " he urge as he wrapped his arms in her small form.
" We've known each other since we're just little kids Guin and I badly wanted to marry you since then , even until now. The feelings never fades " a sob escape Guinevere's lips while listening.
" You're not even wearing an engagement ring my love " he chuckled.
" Your beautiful face is the first thing I want to see when I wake up in the morning. You being the mother of my kids. I can't wait " he kissed her forehead.
Guinevere's cries got louder. Can't imagine the fact that she'll get married right away when she turn 18. Ling is a good man , indeed. Her brother Lancelot and Ling were best friends since then, and her brother trust him but Guinevere just can't have the assurance she wanted. She don't want to get married at such young age . She'll be going to balls and meet many people at that age not taking care of a family , not taking care of a husband and kids. Ling is a good man but no.. It's just that.. she don't feel the same romantic feeling.. She admit. She love him , she cares for him but as a friend . She only thinks of him as a friend not a lover.
