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   Chapter 3 I've heard you following me

A Royal Ryde By LadyRosabella Characters: 7429

Updated: 2017-12-20 15:48


Bliss opened her bedroom window and got back into bed. It was too warm to be covered up so she lay on top of the blankets wishing a breeze would come through the window. Her mama would be horrified if she knew that her daughter was letting night air into her room, but Bliss was so miserable that she just didn't care.

One week. Bliss had been in this adorable little town for one week. In that time, Bliss had worked hard for her Auntie. She cleaned the house, prepared the meals, and did the wash. Every day she went to her Auntie's seamstress shop and sewed, measured, and repaired. She was earning herself quite a reputation of being a fast and reliable seamstress. That was all that mattered to these fellows. Secretly, Bliss wished she had a real challenge, a ladies fancy dress perhaps. Or maybe a daintily embroidered table cloth for a new bride.

Bliss was tired of lying in bed trying to sleep. Tonight, her mind ran wild. During the short time that she had been in town, she hadn't really made any friends. Really, the only females in town were married with family's. Or little girls who spent their time helping their mothers or in school.

Impatient for the sleep that wouldn't come, Bliss retrieved her journal from the small shelf above her bed. Licking the tip of her pencil she began another entry to her dear mother.

'Dear Mama.

I wish you were here with me. I miss you so much, Mama. Today while I was pulling the weeds in the garden, I stopped and looked up at my mountain ( that's the mountain I see from my window, Mama). I sat there completely forgetting my task and just looked at my mountain and wondering what stories it had to tell. That beautiful mountain stands so tall and proud. It has been standing straight for so long. It has seen so much of this world from it's lofty height. It was then that I remembered you. I remembered how you would take Cullen and I to the park and the lending libraries. I remembered you brushing me hair in the mornings and tying my sashes. I remember when Cullen fell out of the tree in our yard. You didn't get upset that he fell trying to spy on Emiline in the next yard. You kissed his head and bandaged his scratches. I remember how you looked in the mornings. You loved your yellow gown. It was the one Papa gave you on your thirteenth wedding anniversary. You would wear that beautiful gown and sit in the drawing room right beside the window. I used to always think of it as your morning chair, Mama. Every morning you would be sitting by that window drinking your tea. You were right, life passes us by if we don't take time out everyday to just enjoy on simple things about it. Like the mornings. I remember the morning I came downstairs and you weren't there. Oh, mama! I miss you so much!'

Tears fell on the page as Bliss broke down. She couldn't stay in this room a moment longer. She needed to be outside, where she could be free. Outside, where she could heal. Leaving her journal on the bed, Bliss dashed her tears away with her hand. She opened her bedroom door praying that it wouldn't squeak and wake Aunt Belle. Carefully, she eased her way down the hall. Her tears continued to blind her as she shut the house door behind her and hurried down the walk.

She didn't have to decide where she was going, she knew. Turning toward the mountain, Bliss allowed her feet to lead her away from the town and into the dark, mysterious night.

She didn't make it to the base of the mountain, it was much to far. But she found a peaceful grove of trees with a river that flowed. Bliss took off her boots and walked toward the river. There is something so peaceful about running water, she thought as she stepped into the water

. A twig snapped. Bliss turned toward the sound. A small inkling of fear crawling up her back. Several times as she had been walking towards the mountain, she had thought she heard something. Like someone following her. Each time she would stop and there would be nothing. Twice she had called out urging the unknown person to step forward and make themselves known. Each time she was met with complete silence. This time was the same. "If you're there, come out." She waited several fear-filled seconds.

"I've heard you following me. Hiding will do you no good. Come out so we can talk." Again, nothing.

Bliss sighed and walked deeper into the water, she held her white nightgown up a bit to keep it from becoming wet. Bliss closed her eyes and let the cool water run gently over her bare feet. Softly, the breeze teasing her curls, she sang the song that was in her heart. Her voice was soft, a melodious sound that joined and blended with nature's own music.

"Beautiful dreamer out on the sea

Mermaids are chanting the wild lorelie

Over the streamlet vapors are born

Waiting to fade at the bright coming morn

Beautiful dreamer beam on --"

The sound of movement interrupted Bliss' song. Eyes widened, she turned toward the sound. She was weary with this person, if it was a person. Why couldn't they come out when she called to them? Why did they stay hidden? For that matter, why did they follow her at all? All she wanted was peace. Peace to flow through her mind and body. Peace to wash away the tiredness that had been pulling her down the last several days. Again, movement came from a band of trees a few feet from the river. This time though, Bliss could see the moon shining on the pale skin of a face. It was past ten o'clock. Why wasn't this person in their bed sleeping?

"Come out." She called in a soft voice. There was no sound, no movement. The person appeared to be staring at her, not so much as a breath coming from their still form. "I can see your face." She called softly, not wanting to frighten them. "Come out."

A long silence elapsed. Bliss remained perfectly still trying to make eye contact with the unknow person. It was hard to make anything out. She could see that it was obviously a man. He looked tall, wearing dark pants and a shirt with the sleeves rolled up exposing muscular forearms.

"You shouldn't be out after dark." The words were spoken in a deep, husky voice. "It's dangerous.

Bliss felt her breath freeze at the sound of his voice. In that moment, she knew she had never met this man. She would have remembered him if she had. "Who are you?" She whispered.

Silence followed her question. A gentle breeze made his dark hair dance around his shirt collar. Still he made no motion to come forward or to answer her question.

Bliss' mind was spinning in circles. Who was this man? She didn't know him, had she ever seen him before? What was he doing out so far away from town? Why had he followed her? " Please, who are you?"

"Someone you don't want to know in the daylight."

Bliss stared in surprise as he turned and disappeared into the trees. As quickly as he had appeared, he was gone.

Leaving the cool comfort of the water, Bliss gathered her boots and stockings and walked the distance back to her Aunt's little wisteria covered house.

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