An hour later, inside the chapel’s sanctuary……
Liam stood in front satisfied in his duty of honor of Pastor
Connor Drake, Lady Tauna Drake and Bren. His suitcase by his
side. “Right. I shall be going now. Sir, thanks for this great
opportunity.”
Pastor Connor Drake. “Liam, you know you are welcome here
at anytime, God bless you ,my son.”
Liam gave him a dimpled smirk of thanks.
Bren, holds his hand with care. “Liam. Thank you for your
understanding. Me and Connor have much to discuss.” She
smile to him with much gratitude.
Liam, gives her a reassured look. Then stood directly in front
of Tauna. “Tauna, I shall never forget you, little girl” He kisses
her on her forehead, then gives her a hug with dread.
Tauna, in dreaded sadness grabbed onto him intensive.
Liam, gently unattached from her, caressed her face. Taking
one last look at the stain glass window, he looks back at her.
“Tauna, I have some loose ends that need to be taken care of,
can you please come help me?”
Tauna sees her father’s look of consent, then follows Liam
outside.
Liam pulled her aside to a wall. “Tauna, listen to me. In this
world of love, evil exist. You must stay prepared……Do you
understand?”
Tauna bravely grins with sadness. “Of course.”
Liam hesitated for a moment. “I have no regrets little girl.”
Taking his last lingering looks at her, taking his hand, he
reached to his lapel, pulled off one of his coat of arms button
from his trench coat, giving it to her. “Remember me.” He
places his robust hands onto her face swiftly gave her a
lingered kiss, Then walks away from her, gets into his car and
drives off.
Tauna sees him driving off, she looks at the button to see his
shining sealed encased coat of arms.
The next morning, Tauna Drake woke in the morning to the
sound of chirping birds as the sunlight rays beamed into her
room. She reached out for Liam, the bed felt empty on the
other side of her reminded of his departure. She opened her
eyes, but didn’t see him. She sat up instantly in wondering
where he went to, then saw the hilt of his sword lay upward
next to the opened door, then remembered what he said last
night. On the other pillow, she saw the same button from his
trench coat. She picks up the button, remembering she had
placed it onto her dresser the night before, with a slight grin,
she lay back down on her back and held the button in her
hand holding it dear, next to her heart. “Yes, he will be back.
And I’ll be waiting.”