"I accept"
the silence of the courtroom felt hefty on my chest and I could feel the adrenaline in my veins loosening as the weight of the traitoring answer seemed to vanish. I could feel the betrayal again strongly ever than anytime before. Now I could feel the shift of energy in the court, the guards did not hold me like a prisoner to be executed, rather they respected me, I could feel the veneration in their touch. They now saw me as a the future consort who was being escorted. My knees felt weak, weaker and weakest for my heart was burdened. I knew that the man for whom I was fighting seemed too lost to be happy now. If he was alive, he would have never wanted me to marry the guy who was my enemy, or maybe for benefit of doubt: would be enemy. I could not stand anymore, my body felt like it was fluid. For once more than ever, I doubted if the poison which was injected then, had even left my muscles, I felt the same pain striking against my body. Without the adrenaline of the queen's threat, my muscle felt weak again.
Then I felt Caelum walking beside me, he observed and for that I knew what he would do, so I started guiding my left body against his presence and then with my vision of the cold room fading I felt his touch on my elbow. I flinched. He understood that the no touch, no demand rule was already applicable. However the guards refused to touch me for the fear of their dear life and thus Caelum picked me up and carried me through the exit hallway to: I don't know where.
Caelum lead my almost dead body to somewhere away from the public eye. I was probably in his private study. I heard nothing other than a sharp high pitched sound in my ears as if the noise was originating inside my ears and so I knew I was close to being fainted.
When my eyes opened, the action was already forceful. I knew the eyes could not take the pain of seeing the death of some other people my heart loves, so keeping my eyes half open I seemed to think of the ways I would dodge the bullet of the love of Caelum. Though I was unsure whether he would throw love bombs at me but so far, judging from the ways he had been physically touchy and needy and close to me, I doubted his negative probability of love striking me.
Soon I heard someone's bare foot slapping against the wooden blocks laid on the floor in the hallway outside this room. I knew if I had to save myself, I needed to know the chamber I am bound in, so I opened my eyes better and with my already puffed eyes, I scanned the room and found two weapons: a pen: on the study table beside the lamp and another stick: beside the bookshelf probably for reaching the higher racks of the shelf. The door squeaked opened and the faint figure of Caelum entered through the door, he was wearing a white satin t-shirt, looking elegant and graceful, just the opposite of how I saw him to be in the court. I saw him in the eyes and saw a faint ray of happiness bleaming from his olive orbs, I knew he was happy and snapped immediately, "No need to be on cloud nine for getting me, you are the same Caelum. I thought I would be able to root for you but now I have only one person in my team, me!"
Caelum seemed to understand the pressure and moved forward to face me. His words followed, "The Queen did not just wanted you to marry me, she wanted to put your beheaded body hanging on the city square. Your answer made her loose the plan she was already weaving and knitting since you arrived in the kingdom. She want you to die; Elara!"
I moved closer to my betrothed, his energy seemed calm and elegant and I wanted to say sorry to him for always snapping at him when I needed an emotional release.