Somewhere up in the sky, on the highest level above the earth, moving up towards the roots of Yggdrasil tree that had been keeping the tracks of human life spans since the beginning of the world, passing through its length and flying higher above the courts and gardens of guardian Angels, sat the indomitable goddess of love in her study room with hundreds of scrolls scattered around her heavenly glowing and beautiful silhouette.
She stretched her right hand that was adorned with two golden interlocked bangles, towards the pile of blank pages on right side. All the scrolls and pages were blank unless they came into contact with her hands, the scroll she opened to write in began to glow golden, as the words started to appear on the white sheet written in golden shiny ink.
She must have planned something or was determined to rewrite the story of the fates of the Lord and his bride, the goddess of love smirked as her eyes followed the words dipped into heaven's signature golden ink while the scroll itself began to form their destiny once again.
"Love is often associated with sweet sensation and by poets described as the fragile rustle of butterflies wings in your stomach, the abnormal beating of heart upon seeing your beloved, and sensation as though your chest is being constricted - so that you are unable to breathe.
What if I were to write to you that it's all a lie, it's all farce descriptions, what if I say love is poison! That these volcanic yet captivating emotions are venom, spreading in the blood, intoxicating the sane minds!
It isn't something that you will experience by getting hit due to cupid's arrow, whereas it is set in motion by snake's inveigling; the venomous game nature plays with us called love. What if I were to conclude it again to you that this vehement adoration is the rancor of love and that you shall lay down your life in its wake!"
The goddess had completed the task to put the duo into the whirlpool of obstructions and conspiracies, that she folded the scroll as her bells dangling from her interlocked bangles produced a sweet music.
"How can I let you regain the lost love, In this life you must learn how to cherish and fulfill the vows!"
Her mind spoke while the delicate rosy lips didn't part to utter anything, the goddess lifted the scroll in between her palms and squeezed it's by both ends. She had already written their destiny in some codes that were unpredictable let alone readable by any demi God or humans.
The scroll disappeared from her grip and the game of fate became activated at once, the goddess sighed yet she was pitying them both for not cherishing each other in previous. It was solely their fault that this test was brought upon them as a punishment, she lifted her head up to gaze outside the window.
"Everything is blooming, I wish you a 'forever together' this time."
The peach blossom tree had scattered its petals all over in her garden that scented her study room, that was all she could do to add to the privilege of giving them a second chance with each other.
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The sun was beaming brightly, unleashing its anger while the rays slashed everything into two, it was another hot day after four days of constant raining.
Syna dressed herself in a camel coloured skin fit jeans, an orange shaded off shoulder shirt that matched with the jeans very well, sure her fashionista ass was in action after the bed rest of three days!
She obeyed Sinclair who insisted that she should rest for at least a week, although the lord was caring for her but to the lady it was becoming really annoying to stay at home. So, when Sinclair had left for the business she sneakily headed towards his company.
She knew where to find him at that hour, and acknowledged that her things would be still in there too in
his cabin so the lady barged in to have a check. She knocked at the door gently and went in without waiting for his permission and greeted him warmly, why she should feel obliged to wait for his permit when she was his wife.
"What!? Why are you here, Syna? I strictly instructed you to stay at home."
Sinclair shot up from his black leather chair as soon as his eyes landed on Syna, the lord didn't know how to react because it was the first time someone had shown disobedience to him but again it was his beloved wife, not some ordinary woman.
Syna strode towards him elegantly and stopped Sinclair from lunging towards her, she placed her hands on his chest to make him halt right to the side of the table.
"What am I doing here? I'm here to meet you, of course, was that even a question?"
Syna narrowed her eyes and brought her eyebrows together to create an imposing gesture in front of her husband, the lady pouted a little as to manifest her complain.
"Oh my, meet me? But I told you stay back, you guys never pay heed to my words. You know, you three are very dear to me that's the sole reason I overlook the blunders done by you people."
Sinclair rolled his eyes as he couldn't do anything about it, although he could attempt to scold her but again he was weak at the hands of his heart.
"Us, three? Are you keeping someone as a part timer, huh?"
Syna stared at his face blankly, she clearly made up a 'shameless perverted' image of her husband and wanted a clarence.
"Haha, no, my love. I only have three person close to me, you remember I told you that I had no one by my side at that young age to rely upon. Therefore, only Elmore and Madeleine were the only siblings I knew, until you arrived."
Sinclair chuckled at her jealous naivety then shook his head in a 'No', dramatically while explaining her the things.