It was a dark and stormy night when he sees her standing out on the deck of the castle looking out over her territory. He walks over to her and puts an arm around her waist as he takes a spot next to her.
"Hello, Claudius. Finished your rounds?"
He looks out with her on the land, smiling all the while. After a short pause he looks over at her and nods.
"I have."
“That did not take long. Well done.” there is no emotion in her voice.
“Rosalie, have I told you how beautiful you are?“ He puts a finger under her chin and tilts her head over to him and smiles lovingly at her.
“When I am so upset you have said it to me.”
“No, I mean... Really... You’re so beautiful” He said while he toys with his finger under her chin and still smiling.
“What is going on? You are never like this before…” she said with a confusion on her face.
Claudius continues to look at her, glancing her pale lips for a far more moments.
“I have... Ahmm... Well... I think I am falling in love... with you.” sincerely he said with a deep tone of voice.
“W.. what?!” a shaking voice came out, her eyes widen and she almost collapses with shock.
“I knew you wouldn't feel the same...” He lets his hand fall from her chin and his look quickly changing to despair.
“No... That's not what I mean! I just... I thought.... You would never be...”
“Never what?” he puts his right hand on his hair and pushes it back, looking distraught.
“I didn't mean... Clausdius...” she stop and doesn't know what to say.
He looks upon her face, a very saddened look, and his hand still in his hair pushing back his bangs.
“You didn't mean what?” he ask and waits for an answer. And the tension is killing him.
“I did not mean to hurt you... I am just... Nervous right now...”
He turns away, walking to the edge of the balcony and resting his arms down upon the railing and sighing. His head held low. He is worried that she will think that he is a fool for telling her this and her not feeling the same. The silence is all over.
“Claudius, since we were children you have always called me your sister.” she said to break the silence and leans against the nearest wall, trying not to cry.
“I thought…”
He is not moving his body and all.
“You thought what? That because I have always called you my sister that I could never love you? Well...” he said and turns to look back out at the landscape in front of her and his voice so quiet that he can hardly hear himself.
“The more I spend time with you the more I realize that I love you.. I am falling in love with you, Rosalie...” he sighs.
She looks up at him, wishing he wasn't so far away, even though it was only a few feet from where she stands.
“Yes, that is what I thought.. How could.. How could you love your sister?”
He pushes himself hardly and walks over to stand in front of her, placing his hands on her shoulders.
“But you’re not really my sister in blood.” he pauses “So I thought... maybe... I could love you.” he turns away. “But forget what I ever said. Apparently you don't feel that same.”
“Wait.. I never said that I do not love you. Why else would I be crying?” her tears stream down her cheeks. “And why else would I trust you with my life every day of my living?”
He is surprised by her words and turns to face her.
”So... You mean... you do?” he pauses “I thought you only trusted me because you thought of me like a brother... and not because you loved me...”
“I never once thought of you as a brother. I have had to hold it in ever since the day we met... “ she clings to him, suddenly feeling relieved.
He is taken aback by her swift movements but then returns the embrace, holding her so tightly to his shirtless chest.
“I... I never knew. But I am glad I do know.” he looks down at her with half closed eyes and a smile, can't speak, not wanting to ruin the moment.
She clings tighter with a sigh and in return he leans down and kisses her, still keeping her next to him. He wraps his arms around her waist and pulls her in closer, enjoying her warmth. She goes bright red and giggles. He ends the kiss, standing back up to his full height, caresses her cheek with his palm.
“What would you like to do now your majesty?” He smirks at her flirtily.
“I totally do not know... It is entirely up to you.” She leans on the railing, glancing at the scenery.
He comes up to her and wraps his arms around her waist from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder.
“In my room?” He smirks at her once more.
“Sure.”
