Because you'll want to leave one day

No! It's not good enough! Because I know what's going to happen! The moment I give myself up to you, you're going to regret it! I will not! You will! And you're going to hate me for letting you do this, because you're going to hate it here, like I do. So, no, it doesn't matter if you give up the crown or that you own this place or that you scrub floors. And when that day comes, you can leave without having to worry about me, because they'll be nothing for you to stay here for. You'll say, 'Sienna, I hate it here and I'm going to get my crown back from Wellington,' and you'll go. But if we're together, you won't go. You'll stay because you feel guilty, and you'll hate me, and you'll be miserable, and you'll regret it. He threw his brush at the wall, standing up, shouting. Then you're telling me it does not matter what I do? I have done everything for nothing? All because you believe it is not enough! Yes! she shouted up at him. So, good! If you see it was for nothing, leave! Get out! Go back to Wellington and get your crown! I don't want the damn thing! I want you! You can't have me! she screamed, her tears falling. Then I will stay! he shouted. I will stay and stay and stay until page even you do not believe your own words! I will stay so long you will marvel that I was telling the truth, that I want nothing but you, and you will forget that ever I was a king, and perhaps by that time, we will both be so old and gray we will have time for nothing but to die together, but still I will rejoice that at least I have that! Why? she cried. Don't you know how hard that will be for me, seeing you every day? Please, Court, if you love me, just let me go. Let me have my stall and you can have your castle. Please, just leave me alone. He stomped away, and for a moment Sienna thought he was leaving, but he just picked up his brush, came back, dropped to his knees, and began scrubbing again. Sienna cried softly as she started scrubbing, sniveling and wiping her eyes. She could not even see the floor anymore. She dropped her brush and covered her face. Court's arms came around her, his hands moving over her back. She did not hug him. She merely kept her face covered as she cried. Sienna, he whispered. He pulled her www.milaci.ro details hands away, lifting her jaw, putting his forehead against her forehead, looking into her wet eyes. Sienna, I'll never regret choosing you over a crown. But I would always regret choosing a crown over you. I have to wait for you. I will wait for you. I don't care how long it takes to prove it to you. I just hope you don't regret it. Me? she whispered.