((continuation of the story.))
Each time when Snow closes his eyes, she appears in his mind. Celestine in her innocence and beauty, before that fateful day when he left her... and each night when he dreamt, he dreamt of warmth, any warmth at all, filling his loneliness, any sort of touch to withdraw him from the shell he had hidden himself under... to have someone to talk to, to understand him, to know his pain, his sorrow...
But he can't. No. He couldn't. No one could tell her if he had the chance, why he'd left so abruptly that starry night. No one will ever understand that he had to leave her for her sake, for her family's sake.
He can't tell anyone, for no one should know the true ugliness of his past.
No one will ever know, except for him.
No one.
His life with the Ress family is noncommittal at best, other than being a private guard that has too much time in his hands to use, especially required for the personal welfare of Master Ress's safety; not to mention to protect his three daughters, his wife and a young fledged son too from dangers. His only prime directive under Master Ress's order.
There were other royal guards whom also protect the Ress Family as well, wholly stationed near the outside boundaries of the estate for security reasons. Most of the guards gossiped together or hang out together when off duty; chatting to each other from time to time, fostering a friendship of trust and such which made a group more effective than an individual. However, Snow didn't 'include' himself along with the other guards; as most of the other guards would spend their money on the girls downtown, the drinks and food given by the Ress's estate after their shifts, Snow receded from their path, preferring to exclude himself away from them all. A loner, for he didn't know how to interact, much less talk to strangers casually without shyly breaking off.
No one really knew him, other than his ability for swords, and his unnatural quiet manner...
The butlers and maids performed their duties well in the estate, most of them ignoring Snow's presence whenever he was nearby. Whether it was out of some strong sense of emotions or something else, he didn't know. All he felt was the quick shuffling of their feet whenever one passed by him, avoiding his gaze, his eyes, them bowing quickly and departing as if being late would cost them dearly.
Other than that, life here was so-so.
It's the silence that made him think too much of the past...
....
"....Snow..?" A soft feminine voice, musky and hesitantly echoed far away from his thoughts. It echoed with a faint sound, fading like a receding wave. "Snow?" It repeated, this time louder, more formal in text as surpressed songs of delight sang faintly in the surroundings, luring him back to reality.
He turned around, his train of memories momentarily shattered from the interruption. Tuning his mind back to where the festival was, his eyes recognized the familiar face of Alicia Ress, 19 years old, 3rd daughter of his employer, Master Rohagnus Ress. With her head only level to his own chest, Alicia had the traits of her mother's curve, her hair pale as milk as she smiled softly at Snow, her blue eyes sparkling under the casted light. Dressed in traditional clothings, it didn't help the fact that she was wearing only an elegant white silk dress with dove feathers sewn near the collar and shoulder, creating an appealing visual charm which most find hard to look away from. Hands fitted with a filling scarve, the combination was breathless to see as Alicia giggled from Snow's speechless stare.
"Snow? What do you think?" Alicia said again, slyly, giving herself a twirl as he quickly regained composure, keeping his face in check. "Do I look all right?" She patted her sleeves, a naive innocence shown clearly on her face while she shifted her weight from one leg to the next, looking slightly embarrased under Snow's view. All right? It's more-- "It looks like I'll have to double my efforts again to ensure your safety tonight, Miss Alicia." He replied, smiling when needed, even if it wasn't required.
She looks just mighty fine....
She stifled her giggles with her hand, smiling widely at Snow's remark.
Snow then remembered what's happening now; there was a festival which occured every year during the summer/fall season, a dance with the Gods to give blessing to this city and a good harvest for that same year. Apparently, the Ress family had decided to celebrate this year along with all the tens of thousands of others who had participated in this festival, dancing under the night and spending it with mates in secluded areas...
They say it's bad luck to spend the night alone without another.
Master Ress has assigned one royal guard to each of the family members for protection, and Snow's current orders were to protect the welfare of Lady Alicia from unknown threats and harm.
Back to the case.
"Shall we?" Snow said, giving a curt bow as he led the way to the festival square, followed closely by Alicia who wrapped one arm around Snow's, pressing herself slightly close to his body during the walk as if feeling protected and warm near his presence.
He ignored it for now and kept his past surpressed, focused on carrying out his duties, letting the unwelcomed emotions settle back into his own chest, letting the moment wash away his pain tonight.
(( *I'll continue more on the setting plot on my next journal entry, but for now...
Comments, anyone?* ))
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