She looked up at the clock for what felt like the hundredth time. Where could he be? She wondered, Orlando was usually home before dinner. The sound of thunder shook her from her thoughts and she began to panic. Oh no, not a storm, what if he's injured or hurt?

The door creaked open and in walked her fiancé, "Sorry I'm late darling," he said as he came towards her.

"You had me worried, could've given me a warning."

"Well how was I supposed to know if the power decided to turn itself off?" He lied.

"Well, you don't have to take it out on me. You know I get worried easily."

"I'm sick of your worries, thats all you ever do these days."

"How about I let you take care of the house then? I clean, cook, do the laundry and take care of the bills while you're at work and then complain when you get home." She could feel her face burning with anger and frustration.

"Whatever. I work harder than you do, at least you can take a break whenever you want to."

"Is that so? And don't you whatever me."

"Don't make me apologise again. You know what, I'm sick of you and your insecurities. You want to know something else? There was no blackout at work, I lied...I've been seeing someone else." Corabelle looked at her lover, for a moment she thought she saw a flash of guilt in his eyes and realised that this was no longer the Orlando she knew. Or thought she knew.

"What?! How could you do this to me? After all we've been through...Who is she? How long have you been seeing her? Do I know her?" She didn't want to believe it but she had to find out.

"It's none of your business and no you don't know her. I've been seeing her for the past three months. That's all i'm going to tell you." He looked serious.

"I can't believe you would do this to me. Seriously. I know I'm not perfect but I thought you'd be there for me."

"It's over Belle, I don't love you anymore."

"Well then, good luck finding someone who will do all your cleaning for you." And with that she started up the stairs, towards the bedroom. With all the strength she had left in her she gathered her belongings as fast as she could, she wanted to get out of there as soon as she could, never to see his face again. Damn you Orlando! She thought as she passed him down the staircase. 

"I beg your pardon Your Majesty, but who is Orlando? Is everything alright?"

She paused, realising that she had accidently said her last thought aloud. "Everything is just fine, thank you Max."

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Welcome to Lenore, the land of fairies where everything is peaceful. That is until someone tries to love. That's right, love. it is forbidden by Her Majesty Queen Corabelle. The reason as to why this is so is unknown, although some say she has a broken heart.

updated Mar 4 '11 by jalsy09