How can he love me? And why?

"I know." Marie punched his arm softly. "But my little brother is in love huh?"

"Very much!" He taunted.

"What was it, Hyram, that made you fall for her?"

"Remember I used to tell you that I saw a fairy, crying, in my dreams every fourteenth of the month, when we slept after the celebrations?" He asked.

I slid down and leaned back on the wall.

"That she had dark blue hair and wings." He continued. "I searched Faerieland for years, for any fairy with dark blue hair and wings but I found none."

That...that was me. Dark blue hair and wings that I got from my father.

"But when I got sick and didn't attend the celebration, even when we didn't hold one, I saw her in my dreams. But that night she came I had seen her in my dream just before she stepped in the room. In my dream she came with you, you said that she can heal me and left her alone with me." He sighed.

Why did he stop? I wanted to know what he saw? Did he see the exact dream that I saw the night before?

"But she didn't, Marie, she sat beside me with a smile on her face and did nothing to save me, and just like that I died." He scoffed. "That moment I woke up, and she was crying, just like she did all those years in my dreams."

"And with all the strength I had, I just said "please". Please was all I had to say. After the dream I was hopeless but she healed me. And in the span of those seven minutes and seven seconds that her hand rested on my forehead, I saw all of her life, I witnessed what she went through, I felt her pain."

Oh, God!

What was happening? Tears sprang from my eyes and I pressed my hands over my mouth to not make a sound.

"Unknowingly, just to make me warm and stable, she took all the weakness my heart held. She made me fall in love with her kindness, not with her beauty or anything."

This shouldn't have happened. The crown prince?

"And I asked the doctor, thankfully she will not die of it but it has bound her heart to mine."

"It's really a fairytale." I heard Marie.

"How is it a fairytale? Fairytales have happy endings, Marie." He sniffed. "Should I go to her and say that I love her and she's bound to me, whether she likes it or not? Do I even have the courage to stand before her and tell her that I care about her when all these years I've seen her suffering in my dreams? I was being told about an oppressed person in my realm who needed justice."

I didn't want to hear anymore so with wobbly legs I made my way inside.

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"Please stay a little more, Lyrah." Marie tried to make me stay as I tried to leave the next day.

I didn't want to stay any longer, Hyram's words had robbed my sleep, and knowing we share the same space and I can come face to face with him anytime made me want to leave as soon as possible.

"I'm sorry, Marie, but I miss my cottage. I really need to go." I politely smiled.

I was escorted back to my cottage. Laying down on my bed I sighed in contentment. But a tinge of sadness was still there.

Shaking my head I started to clean up the house, for I had to live here forever with the memories of my parents.