STORY STARTER
Inspired by Emira
Two people from warring kingdoms have fallen in love.
If you've ever wanted to write your own take on a classic romance trope, now's your chance. Which elements of this genre will you explore to make your story unique?
Lost Lovers
_Evangeline roared as her sword connected with her enemy, the pathetic grunt stared into her dark green eyes with astonishment as she smirked then danced around him to bury her blade in his back. The day had been hot and bloody, with sweat dripping down her back under her sun scorched armour she knew this battle was far from over._
_Over 60 years ago her homeland Equidore was split into two when the usurper killed her great Grandmother in order to take control of the kingdom, a higher ranking noble called Clonix had long desired the power her family had. The heir survived, of course. The kingdom remained largely loyal to the royal family however many smaller neighboring kingdoms backed the usurper. _
_Now after so many brutal years, countless deaths the war should have ended with the arranged marriage between my Elder brother and the daughter of the rebble group. That is, until he was murdered in his bed the night before the ceremony, and with his death came the last hope I had for my own happiness. _
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_Adrians POV_
_My pulse raced as I searched frantically through the dead, where was she? I hadn’t been able to find her during the battle and she was not precent during either the breakdown of the treaty negotiations or with her family at the palace, his spy’s informed him she had stolen one of her knights horses and armour before sneaking out of the palace to join with the army under her oblivious Fathers command. _
_Just when I had almost given up hope someone slammed into me from behind, flipped me onto my back and held my own dagger to my face. My heart soared and tears escaped with relief seeing Evangeline alive and whole,her eyes blazed with raw emotion, the hurt, betrayal and ruthless desire for revenge poured forth so strong it was almost tangeble._
_ “Oh, it’s you” I said dumbly, at a loss for words_
_Evangeline leaned forwards sitting on my chest, my own dagger still being held next to my right eye._
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_“I thought I told you, the next time I saw you your life would be forfit, what are you playing at assasin?” Evangeline whispered in my ear._
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_“And I told you I would never stop fighting for us, I know I can’t makeup for the death of your brother but you have to understand-“_
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_“I don’t have to understand a thing! You murdered my brother in cold blood rather than see him married to your sister” hurt and griefe choked her as Evangeline held her lover to the blood soaked mud. Hating herself because with all her training she could not even now bring herself to harm him._
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_“It wasn’t me!” Adrian cried “the last I remember of that night I was toasting to the mairrage with you at the dinner! Please my love you have to believe me. The end of this war was the only hope we had of being together.” Adrian panted, sitting up slightly, not even wincing as the dagger pierced his cheek._
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_“And how would you explain me seeing you leave his chambers just minutes before his body was uncovered by the maids?” Evangeline clutched his tunic before slamming her fist into his gut._
_“How can I ever sleep near you again without seeing my brothers butchered corpse behind my eyes?” Tears mixed with Adrians blood either from her own eyes or his no one could tell._
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_Adrian held her wrist holding the dagger, begging her with his gaze to believe him, believe that they had been set up by someone with a real interest in this war continuing, either from her kingdom or his own. That he awoke in the morning in his own chambers alone with the scent of her skin still fresh on his sheets and hope in his butchered soul for just the thought of her was enough to fill his being._
_That’s when the screaming began, his sister screaming down the hall for rescue as guards dragged her and her maids out of the chamber. Adrian had dashed out of his chamber grabbing his sword as he rushed the first guard holding his sister. Within moments his entire future was wrecked and he had no idea who had orchestrated it._
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_The lovers sat there in the sea of blood starring into each others eyes, one knowing the devastation of betrayal the other devistated by the loss of his heart, for neither could see the way through. _
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