The Declaration
Filed Under (Short fiction, Writing Stuff) by Phy on 28-06-2007
The Declaration
by Johne Cook
This isn’t a story as much as a fragment of a story, and that fragment happens to be my first love scene, and it all came about rather by accident.
To make a long story short, I started to write something small and targeted and ended up with something large and sprawling. I utterly failed to achieve my intended goal, but there was one diamond in the rough – in the process of trying to write the story, I realized that I’d ended up with my first love scene almost by accident. I liked it too much to scrap altogether, so I’ve held onto it for an occasion just like this.
The scene is this; Beladri is your basic fantasy city by the sea. The Caducean Order is both law and church for the city, and is comprised of two competing houses, the Hand of the Dove (Knights Templar), and the Hand of the Vulture (Dire Knights). Beladri is an interesting society because marriage is outlawed. The Templar Knights believe in monogamy but are seen as heretical and aberrant. Their mates are called ‘war wives’, and if discovered, their heads are shaved, their children are taken, and they are banished from the city. Nothing legal happens to their husbands, the Templar Knights, but it is a defacto defrocking for them as well, as they must choose between staying and serving the city or laying down their oaths and becoming landless, powerless, and penniless. It is a terrible decision to have to make, and yet young couples in love continue to defy the social morays and meet in clandestine marriage.
This is a scene among two young lovers, secretly married but hiding their commitment, as they are on the cusp of event that will change their lives and the fate of their beloved city:
She was a remarkable woman. I will never know what she sees in me that persuades her to risk everything just to be with me, a Knight of the House of the Dove, a monogamous man in a city of socially-expected sexual ‘sharing’. I was a strange sort of rebel, a warrior priest hiding my fidelity from society.
As if to prove her exceptional worth, her sea-green eyes fluttered open at just that moment, and her eyes focused on me, and met my gaze.
She gave me a sultry smile and nuzzled my neck, and then she laid her head on my bare chest. “Ok,” she said. “Now tell me about it.”
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