A BEAUTIFUL JOURNAL

Soren lay on the bed with his body looking lifeless but bearing a warm shed of red.

He looked so thin and devastated as the doctor studied him and wrote down something on a piece of parchment.

Everyone had their gaze shifted onto Conelm who looked so stilled by everything that had happened especially Gerald and Helren who had another different story running in their minds.

Gerald was afraid of everyone, his master's husband, could he have become heartless to this extent.

Could he really stoop so low to attempting to murder the person he woke up one morning and decided to marry?" Gerald thought.

"I am sorry Gerald, I never knew that things would get this far out of hand." Helren said.

"But you are not guilty Helren, your highness is, your prince and childhood friend, I never imagined that I would see this day again." Gerald said.

"I do not know, his highness has changed, he has never been this furious before, not even to a mere servant." Helren said.

"But he is to his own wife, the one person he vowed to love whole heartedly and now he broke that promise." Gerald said.

"I am sure maybe it is not entirely his fault that he is this aggressive." Helren said.

"Whose side are you on exactly, is it not evident that your master is in the wrong here for pushing mine nearer to his grave?" Gerald said.

"I know he is on the wrong side but what more is there for us to do, there is nothing.

It is their marriage and we cannot simply express ourselves even if we wanted because they are our supremes.

We are in a very different caliber and it does hurt that his highness is suffering but what can we do?" Gerald whispered.

"How is he doctor?" Conelm surprisingly asked without changing his furious expression on his face.

"His situation is very bad and his condition seems to become worse everyday even more than we had expected.

His highness has not fully recovered from the bruises and the injuries of his accident and to make matters worse, he is literally under so much stress at the moment.

I am afraid that in so doing, he is gradually weakening his body with all the pressure from his day to day activities and detoriation in his health levels is escalating quickly.

He could have died in this episode had he not acquired medical attention as fast as possible." The doctor said.

"Any recommendations?" Conelm asked casually but Gerald felt suffocated by the entire situation.

"All I can do is to ask that whatever makes his schedule busy of late should be temporarily eliminated, his course and diet must change and he must desist from any more stress than that which he already has.

It will lower the risk of him being in such a condition again and adequate rest of course is a primary necessity to allow complete recovery of his body from its wounds and bruises following his accident." The doctor said.

"Very well then doctor, thank you so much." Conelm said.

"It is my duty your highness, it will take time for the healing but I suppose I can now take your leave." The doctor said as he stood up.

"Sure." Conelm said and waved the doctor off who was shortly followed by some of the servants and the other members of the royal family.

Gerald and Helren remained in the room along with Conelm who watched Soren still lying there on his bed unconscious.

"Do you need some privacy with him your highness?" Helren said breaking the silence in the room.

"I would very much appreciate that very well." Conelm said.

Gerald was hesitant to leave until he was dragged out unwillingly by Helren.

Once they were outside, Gerald went haywire and flamed with rage towards Helren.

"What are you thinking?" Helren asked whisperingly as they stood in front of the bedroom doors.

"I certainly cannot trust that man being alone with my master given what we saw earlier, it is very clear that he has anger management issues." Gerald replied.

"I am afraid you will not be able to protect him without your head because of disobeying his command, I would not want to bury you you know." Helren said.

"I would rather die, I put the safety of my master before my own and I can certainly never forgive myself if ever anything bad happened to him." Gerald said.

"Let us give them time, maybe it would best help the two of them get over their rage." Helren said.

"I will only because You have said so and I trust you but not because I trust your master because he has shown me his inhumane nature alone of recent." Gerald said.

At once, the two walked away as inside the bedroom meanwhile, Silence still prevailed there.

Conelm moved closer and sat beside Soren who was still unconscious and then he took time to study the bruise that was on his left cheek.

He touched it gently and it was as though the pain from Soren moved to him.

"I am so sorry, I did not mean to hurt you this much, I am so sorry that I nearly killed you without thinking." Was all that Conelm said as he started to move his hands through Soren's hair.

"I do know that it was hard for you, I have been very hard on you but I have certainly failed to understand you this time around.

I nearly lost you out of my anger, out of my rage Soren, please, do not go, do not leave me here in this world alone, I love you so much but sometimes I cannot help it.

Why is everyone rubbing it in my face that the death of our son was entirely your fault, I do not understand myself either." Conelm said.

He shifted his gaze and moved it around the whole room. It had been a very long week since he had set foot in that place, somehow, it felt very sad at that moment, or maybe it was because of the aura that surrounded Conelm.

His gaze landed on a book that had a scarlet red cover and standing up from where he was seated, Conelm made his way towards the book on the dressing table.

Stretching his hand, Conelm claimed the book and opening it at once to study the very first page, he identified it as Soren's journal that had been gifted to him by his mother after their wedding.

He carefully scrutinized all the pages until he came to one very recent one that captured his attention.

My dear journal, I only have you to talk to, it is so sad and so unfortunate, so hurting and unimmaculate, what is there for me to do now.

Days ago, we were all happy, my family was happy, but now, everything has changed.

All joy has been lost, every happiness has been taken away and what am I left with in the very end? Nothing.

I lost my baby and my father at once and even when I thought I could lean on Conelm for every last bit of the most important support to take me through all this, he is not there and he blames our loss on me.

How can i even begin to sleep living with that guilt and that hate that conelm is directing to wards me.

All my life i was questioning why even after all this torture that Conlem has given me have I persisted to keep on loving him and stayed here

It is because I love Conelm so much and I understand if he is angry with me, I can never forgive myself if he cannot forgive  me.

I will tolerate everything he does because I love him so much more than he will ever understand.

Reading all that, Conelm found himselt shedding tears suddenly and he could not begin to comprehend the feeling in his heart.