EnglandXReader.:Frobidden:. Chapter 2.

This is the Chapter 2 so please read "EnlandxReader .: Forbidden:."
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last chapter the last line you read:

Will this fairy tale have a happy ending just like all those others?
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Arthur's P.O.V

Nothing has changed.
Nothing at all it's all the same.
It's been a year since that event…
But I know for the both of us that we remember that even very clearly….it all happen a year ago.

We confessed our love each other. Those days felt heavenly..so clam so sweet. She told me that she would have to tell her parents. I agreed…oh how naive I was I thought I could marry her.... marry my princess.

The day came soon; we both walk towards the palace halls hand in hand. Our love was in a state of bloom like a bud turning in to a beautiful flower and if it didn't get enough support it would wither and with that our heart too will crumble to dust.

This was the first time I had been inside a palace. It was grand, inside like it was outside. The palace was heavily guarded .Soon, her parents came and like any commoner would I bowed. They asked what is the occasion is we called them for.

She started speaking, I only stood and watched. Her Mother's expression changed from that gentle loving smile to fear as if she feared something. Her father's expression changed from clam to anger.

They finally spoke and words that came out of their mouth were horrifying. Yet, I still stood there as she protested to save our love..to save our hearts from withering. I did nothing..I couldn't all I said was one word 'please'. Soon the guards had seized me I tried to struggle against them but had no luck.

Her father held her arms harshly, I could see her tear up from the pain..not from her father's grip but at the scene of me being dragged away to the Dungeons, a horrifying place for those who. She struggle to free herself from the grip..i watched tears flood her face. Her beautiful simile faded as if it never existed.

For many months I was in the Dungeons and occasionally they would give me food, just enough for me to survive. She would secretly come and visit me and each time she would blame herself over and over again. With each visit she blamed herself more and more despite what I said. It pained me more to see her in that state than being on the verge of death.

Yet I couldn't do a thing to save our love…to save her from the despair …to save her from being hurt and even now she doesn't smile. This is entirely my fault, only if I never met her, only if she forgets about me. Then maybe she would smile like she used to laugh like she used to.

She doesn't even move from the window these days. She looks weak and in pain and I am one to blame.
I have recovered from my deathly days but she has fell into a never ending despair.

Long ago I met someone who told me something about life and the power, memories and ties.
That man maybe my only hope to save my love from that endless despair.


I would agree to pay any price even if it means selling my soul to a demon.