Mature Victoria's POV.
He was a Handsome Young Man When I met him. His Eyes So Green, His Charm, His Great sense of humour all in one. I thought he was the perfect man for me. Even though the palace didn't like the idea I settled down with a "commoner" I was very much in love with him. And from being locked in a church with He and fellow soldiers of his. I felt like I got to know a different side of him. One that I did not like. It was all an act. Just seventeen I thought I was more grown up and mature around men that were barely the same age as me. If not maybe as young as sixteen years of age. It was like the war itself was full of many children more than adults itself since their parents had mostly been in the Great War and wanted their children to fight in the next. Yet they hoped there wouldn't be a Second World War. So many casualties so much bloodshed and loss. You'd think everyone would've settled for peace back then. But married to a soldier not many years older that myself I saw how it felt to worry and knew how much it hurt to know you might not ever see him again. We got married out of love of course and also fear of not seeing each other again. Since we were in France at the time. Harry and his lads taught me so much. Whether it'd be How to signal when the enemy was near or to shoot them. We got married in a church but not the same one. But an abandoned one in good enough condition not yet to have been destructed by the Germans.
July 1940...
Harry's POV...
It's Been a steady one so far, I still have nightmares from being on the beaches and being shot at these last few days. But from now it's been easy I would say. I get flashbacks here and there from seeing things that I saw over the last few months. Things I never Thought I would see but was too scared to imagine what Happened to my dad and what he went through during the Great War. He told me things that he never thought he'd See or would've thought to have happened to him. He had been blinded by mustard gas and had fell ill to diseases from fighting in the trenches. Other men had lost their toes due to frost bite, rats and all other sorts of things. He told me he wanted me to experience what it was like for him to go through since I remember him hiding in a corner in a shell shocked state when the war broke out. It scared me to seen him like it. And holding my sister with his arm by her throat was a terrifying sight. And when my mum came in the kitchen to calm him. He sat down with me and told me how much he loved me. Which I already knew he did. But at that time I wasn't thinking that I'd be the next of his line to go to war. He'd lost all his brothers in a matter of months due to Being torpedoed or k.i.a. And when he told me " I don't want to see you home Til the end of this war " I thought he meant I was kicked out. Until I received my draft card the next morning. And when I left the morning for boot camp. I remember my mum and sister giving me the biggest hug. And my mum couldn't stop crying which broke me. But I had to be strong for her. Just like I have to be strong for Liv. I'd love for my mum to meet her though?. I'm sure she'd love her. She's a sweet girl, my mum's very fond when it comes to manners and respect. But I just hope the rest of my family likes her as well.
The memories of home I just miss. Like the small things. Such as seeing Gemma's cats running around and chasing each other in the garden. Or Gemma and I pranking each other. And memories of celebrating Christmas and my mum's Sunday dinner. It breaks my heart knowing I won't be able to see any of that for a while. I miss home I miss all of it. Being in this war gets the best of me sometimes and I just want it to be over. So I could see my family and bring Victoria to meet them. I'm sure she'd love it. If only I could write to them I would do that within seconds but for now all I have Is a diary.
Victoria's POV...
Following them around in the group that they were in under the hot sun. Meant that I was more of a target than a threat. In other words I looked more of a lost civilian if anything. I wore my Red dress and a hat to match it since it was the only thing clean that wasn't dried with blood or torn. It was my last and favourite outfit since my favourite colour is red. Along with my father. At times I think about what my family must be going Through since I'm supposed to be in exile with them. I have my mother's worry and my father's wits. Sometimes his anger when I'm under stress. He'd kill me if he found out I had been trapped in a war torn country without any supervision or sort of protection. My mum would've had a heart attack. Even though she might not show it. I just hope they're doing alright since I've been stuck in France for two months now still wondering and unsure of how I will ever get out. Without the risk of getting myself killed along with the other soldiers in the group. We felt the ground move underneath our feet as it made the loose rubble and weak ruins shake due to the heavy vibrations.
" A tank must be coming through" said a soldier. As Harry had noticed we've run into a trap
"Take Cover!" He yelled as a landmine had went off just metres away from us. Hiding and reloading as one went off after another. Never in my life, let alone in my two months of being trapped here have i seen anything explode in my face and raddle my ear drums. The sound of it was deafening. With rocks and debris filling our lungs as blood, guts and missing limbs had scattered the area. As one man had been shot several times was coughing up blood and missing an arm laid beside me trying to hide. Out of fear and instinct to help keep him alive. I kept him elevated enough so he wouldn't drown in his own blood. By the time Covered his arm and stopped the bleeding. He had already went unconcious due to the amount of blood he had lost.
"Tell My mother I Love Her" He said before passing. Trying to keep him alive, I felt someone grab me. " You're Just as Dead as he is If You Continue To help!" Harry yelled as he was trying to save me from getting shot at. Sadly we left the soldier but at least i tried to do as much as i can to save him.
the remaining of us had made it into the forest which made us more of a target since there could be snipers hiding in the trees. Two of our men had made their ways into the highest trees to keep watch incase of any intruders. While Harry and I vas well as a couple other soldiers set up a camp for the night. I gathered up some wood to help start a camp fire. I had slipped infanta's old cigarette lighter from my slipper and lit the fire starters. Setting it down and watching it ignite the firewood for warmth. I sat by it and watched the stars light the night sky. As spitfires flew past wishing I'd make it out of this alive. As Harry and the other soldiers rested in their tents. I wished for them a safe victory and return. For however long this war may be.
Harry's POV....
I fell asleep as soon as we set up camp. With the smell of burning pine filling my lungs and the warmth of it near by. I woke from my short slumber. Only to see Victoria Hunched over. Checking to see if she was alright. I brushed back her hair as she'd woken from a deep sleep. She looks at me with tired eyes. Fear and exhaustion written all over her face.
You wanna share my tent love?.
As she rubbed her eyes and asked
"I didn't know I had fallen asleep?, what time is it?" As I had guessed it was passed 23:30 at night.
You could've set this whole forest on fire?. I whispered as she realised.
"Let's put it out then?" She said as i grabbed my water container and put out the fire. And led her into the tent. Knowing we had to be up and move out in a few hours. Closing the tent and letting her rest beside me. Keeping her warm beside me as she cuddled next to my chest. Watching her chest rise and fall peacefully. Caressing her hair as she dreamt. Hearing her talk in her sleep. Within hours turned into seconds it felt like. It was time to leave. Rubbing her back and carefully nudging her as I placed a kiss above her cheek. And whispered, Victoria ?, Victoria wake up we've got to move out before the enemy finds us liv?. I said as she rose up slowly and Yawned as she Stretched out a bit. He dark hair wavy in a tousled mess. Noticing it had rained. Since the entire tent was damp. She carefully gets up. As I stopped her and peeped out in watch of our surroundings. I got a signal from one of our men in the trees warning that the enemy is coming in from the east, ten of them preparing for an ambush. Signalling us to move out quickly.
Carrying Victoria and loading my gun and moving out as swiftly as I could.
Her face had paler than usual as she was barely able to keep her eyes open. Wondering what might be wrong with her. Vic? are you alright?. Vic, I said out of panic. Setting her down behind a tree and tending to her. As she rolled her head to the side of it watching her steady breathing slow to a short pulse. Noticing she had an infected wound that had grown and began eating away the flesh surrounding it. I grabbed her first aid kit and disinfected the wound and put some ointment on it and wrapped it securely with gauze tissue. Making sure the infection will die down. I gave her the antibiotics I had saved incase any of my comrades needed it. Making her drink from my flask taking the medicine so she'd improve on her health.
"Thanks Harry" she said faintly. As she continues to rest. Until she was well enough to walk with my fellow comrades and I. Hearing the sound of gunshots from behind. Shit they must be close!. I said loading my gun and handing One Already loaded to Liv. As she cocked it and aimed ready to shoot any nazi that comes out of the woods.
Present Day.
Victoria's POV..
I spoke with my great grandkids the other day at the palace and they always love to hear the story of when I killed four nazis in a day while on a hike in the forest with their great granddad.
I'll never forget the look on his face
As Continued
Harry's POV..
We continued walking through the woods until I heard something rustle in the trees as I heard Victoria Yell "Harry Watch Out!" As she had shot an SS. Trying to protect me as more shots rang out. She Killed another one. As another comes up behind her and chokes her with his semi automatic rifle. She struggles for a moment while trying to fight him off as I shot him through the side of his head. Covered in blood takes his blade as well as his weapon and spits on him. Out of instinct she turned around and started spraying the trees and bushes with bullets in case of any survivors. Not knowing what has gotten into her at the moment. But it was pretty brave of her.
"Thank god you're not hurt" she Says as she walks over to me.
And kisses my forehead as gratitude. "Didn't think I was ever gonna need it" she said in reference to knowing how to defend herself.
I giggled at the fact that she'd gotten so brave as well as she'd kissed me. Looking into her blue eyes still bright with beauty, charm and elegance. She had a hint of Kicking Ass when necessary. I've never saw someone so beautiful as she is. Part of me wants to make love to her. While the other half insists that I wait.