Once again Eavan was alone, but that's what she preferred anyway. It gave her a chance to have some time to herself, but then again she had plenty of that
to begin with. In all honesty she was accustom to being alone, things had been that way since she was a child and even now it stayed the same. She had stopped
counting the months since she came here, seeing as there really was no point in keeping track. After all since her marriage only six months ago it was a known
fact she would stay here, but at the same time she rather missed the palace where she grew up. At least there people noticed her, but here it was a completely
different story. As she walked out onto the balcony of her room, her violet eyes glanced downward to catch the caravan that marked her new husband's
arrival back from the neighboring kingdoms. With a graceful move of her hand she brushed some strands of her black hair away from her face as she watched the
caravan approach, and once they had drawn close enough to pass through the palace gates she vanished back inside. She expected she would be called once the
king had entered the palace, but until then she would remain here in her chambers as was customary. Although that was not to say she enjoyed that faucet of her
new life.
It was a known fact that her father had arranged this marriage clearly for political gain, and of course Eavan had gone through with it without any complaints. Still the reality of her situation was much harsher then most realized, and despite being now married she hardly saw much of the one she called her husband. She came only when called as was expected of her, and other then that she was nothing more then a pretty object for other nobles to be envious of when she was shown to them. Love was something she could no longer expect to have in her life, no matter how badly she wished for it. She lived in a world where love was almost nonexistent, and so she could do nothing but hide her own emotions behind the mask she so easily wore. Still she couldn't deny the small part of her that wished to know that there was some small place for her in her husband's heart, no matter how little it may be. After all there had to be something there, or else he never would have chosen her.
Then again, maybe she was just letting herself get to caught up in her daydreams and not facing the true reality. After all this whole marriage had just been arranged by everyone else, so besides the role she now played she couldn't expect much else then that.
It was a known fact that her father had arranged this marriage clearly for political gain, and of course Eavan had gone through with it without any complaints. Still the reality of her situation was much harsher then most realized, and despite being now married she hardly saw much of the one she called her husband. She came only when called as was expected of her, and other then that she was nothing more then a pretty object for other nobles to be envious of when she was shown to them. Love was something she could no longer expect to have in her life, no matter how badly she wished for it. She lived in a world where love was almost nonexistent, and so she could do nothing but hide her own emotions behind the mask she so easily wore. Still she couldn't deny the small part of her that wished to know that there was some small place for her in her husband's heart, no matter how little it may be. After all there had to be something there, or else he never would have chosen her.
Then again, maybe she was just letting herself get to caught up in her daydreams and not facing the true reality. After all this whole marriage had just been arranged by everyone else, so besides the role she now played she couldn't expect much else then that.
