12
Dec
08

Entry#2: A Knight’s Gift by Nix Winter

Stars littered the sky, sparkling diamonds, seemingly random to the span of a human life. The balcony stretched open under the light of the stars and Dove felt as if she might spread with it, expanding until she could embrace the whole universe. Green velvet and taffeta swirled around her as she spun, arms out, closed eyes not filtering the intensity of her emotion at all. “It’s so wonderful! Everything is so perfect!”

“You are what you’ve made yourself,” Brad said softly. Hands in his pockets, he watched, a bemused smile on his face. “You’re the one that’s perfect.”

“Hardly,” she said, both hands smoothing back earthy colored hair, long flyaway bangs that framed her face. “I’m not perfect, but I’m a doctor now. It’s Christmas Eve and I love you.”

Arms went around her, pulling her close, movements done with the speed of a warrior so that even a loving embrace was a powerful strike. “If you love me then I can overcome all things,” he said, voice lowering into a rumbling growl at her ear. “I shall be your knight and this day there shall be none who can call upon me, save you, my beautiful violet eyed lady.”

She giggled, a hand slipping under his grey tuxedo jacket to feel the warmth of his body through the thin silken shirt. “But it is you who are my lord, Brad. I wear your mark and from here to Rigel I am yours.”

“Shh,” he pleaded, kisses finding their way under her braid to the back of her neck. “This holiday, this Christmas, once it was about redemption, about a man who could make all equal and all free. So tonight, we are equals, or you shall be my lady. The Calix will have no power between us now. The power of Christmas is older than any laws of man.”

Shivering she pressed closer, strong arms going around him, powerful surgeon fingers rubbing his back. “So you’re my present,” she asked, looking up. “Do I get to unwrap my present tonight?”

“Indeed.” Dark brown eyes smiled at her, unguarded, leaving behind all the duties and trappings of his role in the world. “Unwrap me Dove, or I shall never find myself. Open me and help me find my heart so that it will always be safe with you.”

Blush burned over her cheeks. “It’s so new. I’m afraid I’ll do it wrong,” she whispered, before tugging at one of his buttons with her lips.

The orchestra struck up again inside the ballroom, and he carried the faint music into a slow and gentle swaying dance. “You can do anything, Dove. Being a doctor is perfect for you. You found me dead and brought me back to life.”

“I was a whore,” Dove said, looking up at him, eyes filled with uncertainty. “How did we get to where we are?”

“Well, first there was your laughter and your complete unpredictability, and the gentle way you touch, and how you stayed with me even after the time you had to, how you saw me as a person and not just an obligation. Then I got to know you and the more I know you, the more I’m sure that life is worth living. So see? You brought me back to life. You graduated school tonight. I give you your freedom from all obligations to the family.”

She wasn’t prepared for him to catch her hand, or the burning flash that came next translated into warmth spreading through her body. When he let go, holding her hand up for her to see, the signel, on her palm since conception, branded into her DNA, faded, disappearing as she watched. “Can you? Really? Brad?”

“Really, I can,” he said.

Held in his arms, the mark of her indentured status now so gone it the absence of it glared at her, she felt precious, warm, and slightly frightened of the future. “What does it mean?”

“It means you are free,” he said, kissing fine brown hair. “It means that you are a brilliant doctor and the person I love more than life itself. You are my lady and tonight I am your knight.”

“Love you.”

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6 Responses to “Entry#2: A Knight’s Gift by Nix Winter”


  1. December 12, 2008 at 1:24 pm

    Awww. That’s terrific, Nix. So lovely.

  2. 3 zetsuai2005
    December 13, 2008 at 4:53 pm

    What a way you have with words! This feels like it is part of something bigger … I hope.

  3. 4 Nix
    December 14, 2008 at 11:34 am

    It might be… well, I have this plan for it.. and yeah.. it is, I just haven’t written it yet 🙂

  4. 5 Jeff Mullen
    December 14, 2008 at 10:41 pm

    I like the way that the story is concise, giving quite a bit of story with few words. It tells the story of a love formed through servitude, and of a very classy gentleman who finds new life in an unlikely place, and returns the gift with grace and charm.

    But I’m not sure that the story is over. The question is, what’s she going to do with her freedom? Will she know how to handle it? Will she use her surgeon’s skills well, or poorly, or will she discard them? Will they stay together when the pressures of a doctor’s life weigh in?

    Finally, though I’m loathe to point this out in an otherwise well-written story, there’s a grammar gaffe somewhere in the sentence fragment, “so gone it the absence of it glared at her.” I think that “it” should be replaced with “that,” but I’m not sure.

    Either way, thank you for a great read and an uplifting story.

  5. 6 mosiwells
    June 22, 2009 at 12:18 pm

    Romance has always been something that has fascinated me especially during medievel times. When we write we can be what we want, who we want, where we want, how we want, and when we want but our fantisies can only be real if speak about them to other writers.


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