Long ago there was a prince. This prince had everything his heart desired, but was still lonely and sad. What he really wanted was for someone to love or to love him. Not like his subjects and parents. No one loved him for who he is, except he was exceptionally rich and of blue blood. That’s all they ever cared about. Except one day he was struck down by what the witnesses say was a lion. It glowed warmly like the sun and was as fierce as was majestic. The lion pressed into his heart thrice, each time warming the sad, depressed heart. When he awoke he found the most beautiful woman he ever saw, glistening hair like gold, eyes like the most peculiar, entrancing greens. Her slim body with every twist and turn entranced him like honey to flies. He immediately proposed marriage to this strange girl. Love burned inside his heart from the lion. It was a blessing. The two were almost married. Why? Because they both died from a mysterious illness before they were married. Even in death they held hands, so they made a very large casket for the couple and buried them both. It was as simple as that.
Chris read a short story written on the internet that he was meant to read over the weekend. He thought it was the most ridiculous story he had ever read. Someone can’t just fall in love just because a lion pressed his heart over and over. How foolish the prince must be, to let a lion stand over him like that. “ ’And it says it could happen again for the lion said the second prince of these two countries will have just the same fate, except he shall not die in such a short time,’ how fake.” Chris thought. “Preposterous!”
Chris was strolling on to his home after school was finally finished for good. He was at the ripe age of 18 with red fiery hair and blue eyes that were as deep like the oceans. He is fair skinned and had just finished high school. “Now what to do for college.” He thought. He was suddenly jerked to the ground so fast he didn’t even knew what or who it was that knocked him down in the first place. His eyes were blurred from the sudden movement, but he did feel something on his chest which was a large, soft lion’s paw but he didn’t know that. All he knew what that it was so strong he was held firm and could not move nor struggle. He glimpsed up with what strength he could. It was a lion; it terrified him as it entranced him. It strangely glowed warmly like the sun. “I have come, second prince.” Chris was very confused until the story from 8th grade came and smacked him in the face. “I’m no prince!” He said aloud to the lion. The lion remarked to him in a low rumbling voice, which was very commanding. “You are the second prince; I told you so in the story. You were the only one who ever got that assignment; why? Because you were the great grand nephew of the very same prince of that story!” The lion pressed into Chris’s chest warming his heart, once. “What are you doing?” Chris said half-awake. The soothing purring of the lion with the warmth and pressing was making him fall into a deep sleep. The lion answered, “Giving you the love you righteously deserve and desire.” He pressed him a second time. Chris was barely hanging on to his consciousness at this point. “I am not going to fall in love; I have school and parents to take care of!” The lion replied in a majestic voice. “You want love just as badly as you did your great grand father. You want it from your parents but since they are too busy I will supply your lust for love in a different way, by giving you a long-awaited friend that vanished from your hand.” He pressed one final time. Chris then slept and did not wake up.
Chris soon found himself in his room with the lion. The lion would not let anyone in, not even Chris’s girlfriend Ari. “You are the source of his pain.” The lion answered to her plea of visiting Chris. He did let someone in and it was Amber, Chris’s friend from his past. Chris at this point is nearly awakened. The lion breathed on Chris and it woke him up. There was a change in his eye when he starred at Amber. There was love in his heart, a sudden longing for Amber’s. Chris swallowed hard, for two reasons. One was that he wanted to get rid of this feeling. Two was that Amber was a lot different from what he remembered. She was tall and slim. Her eyes enchanted him even more with that strange green flicker of light inside from her ivory colored skin. Her twists and turns of her body nearly made him mad with love. She was just like her great grand mother, perfectly gorgeous, perfectly simple, and perfectly good for him. He could not stand it. She was breathtaking beyond any words to describe. He wasn’t. He didn’t think this of course. He was just speechless that she was so beautiful, thus he couldn’t think.
“What do you think of her?” asked the lion, even though he knew the answer quite well.
