The great chapel had never been decorated like this morning. The bushes of red roses had painted the grand yard into murderous red. The morning air was heavy with the sweet fragrance of the flowers. Carriages began to stop before the large elaborate gate. Lords dressed in elegant suites accompanied their ladies in elaborate gowns of different colors. Mr. Jerkins was about to cry in joy when she found her master John Rolfe getting down from his black carriage. 'Johnny, you look wonderful!' the old woman rushed near him. Rolfe smiled at his housekeeper. For last few months he dreamt of this day. He arranged the buttons of his white wedding suit & joined his best man. He fell in love in the day he met that dark foreign beauty. She was radiant, determined & different from others. And she stole his night sleeps. And she loved him back. But an accident just changed her. She wasn't the Pocahontas he knew. She became someone different, someone cold that he never knew. Still he hoped to get her back.

He joined the priest on the wedding alters. He saw his bride coming, wonderfully dressed in an elaborate white wedding gown which enhanced her dark beauty. Her face was veiled, and the flowers in her hand matched the colors of the spring morning. But the girl was sad, too sad. She was looking around her as if she was searching for someone.

Pocahontas's dark anxious eyes were scanning the crowd around her- for one face she knew. She looked forward. There he was waiting, another person who shared the same name with her love. But once she loved him too in a moment. She let her first love to go for him. She never tried to look inside his shattered heart. But the moment she realized that it was late, too late. Then she found another chance again to be with him, and then the fate began to play a strange game with her. The moments, the most wonderful moments of her life turned into a dream.

She reached near the wedding alters. She saw Rolfe smiling at her. He held out his hand forward to guide her to stage. Pocahontas set her dark eyes upon his smiling face. But it wasn't the face she loved or longed to see. She wasn't sure what to do. Why she was feeling so weak now? Where was the brave girl inside her who risked her life to save her love? Where was the girl who ran away from her wedding to join her true love? She took a deep breath & tried to search that girl she missed for a long time. She could hear the wind whispering around her. She tried to listen. Then her eyes flew open. She knew her true path.

The banquet of flower fell on the floor from her hand. And she raised the veil from her face & looked into the eyes of the bridegroom standing on the wedding alters 'No, John I can't.'

Rolfe never expected those words from her. At first confusion marred his face. But when he looked into the eyes of his bride he found the bold, determined girl that he had never seen before. He got down from the wedding alters to stand beside his bride. He placed his arms around her shoulder & whispered 'Pocahontas what are you saying?'

But today she wasn't afraid. She was ready to face the truth. She slowly pushed his arms away from her shoulder & set her dark cold eyes upon him 'How can I marry you John? I'm already married.' Those words brought a small smile to Rolfe's face. He gently cupped Pocahontas's face & kissed her forehead gently 'Honey, I can understand your mental condition. But it was only a dream. Forget that.'

'But I'm happy with my dream.' Pocahontas boldly replied freeing herself from Rolfe's embrace. Her determined feet were ready to carry her to her true love. She didn't know why John Smith wasn't coming here but she was ready to search him around the world. Confusion was rising among the audiences. She could hear them whispering about her sanity. No one saw a bride walking away from the wedding alter like this. But she didn't care. Today she wanted to be brave, to listen to her heart once more.

But she had to stop. It was Rolfe who stopped her. He rushed before her & grabbed her arms tightly. 'Pocahontas.' Her voice edged the darkness 'You can't do this. Think about you decency. Will you ever face the society after this?' and his arms were shaking her shoulders.

Pocahontas set her ice cold eyes upon her captor. 'Then where was your decency John when you made a false divorce letter?' 'What?' Rolfe's jaw dropped 'Pocahontas you don't know what you're saying.'

'She really does know what she is saying.' Another voice said from behind. The voice was so familiar that sent a shiver through her body. She raised her eyes to find the man standing at the door. She knew him. She could see the love radiating from his deep blue eyes. And he seemed tired as if he had crossed miles to come near her.'

'John!' a hopeful smile crossed Pocahontas's lips. She freed herself from Rolfe & flied into John Smith's welcoming arms. His arms were wide open to receive her. And the tears of joy spilled from her eyes. She felt him inhaling the scent of her raven hair burying his face into the mass of hair. His arms were encircling her small slender body so tightly as if he was really afraid to lose her again. And she could hear his soft murmur 'Pocahontas, I love you.' And she knew it was true like the sun rising in the east.

But the passionate moments of the happy couple was interrupted with Rolfe's colder voice. 'Do you've any proof for your claim, Smith?' the couple broke the embrace. Pocahontas embraced John more tightly as she saw the raging fire in Rolfe's eyes- the fire of a defeated lover. And the whisper among the crowd was rising once more. And they were talking in Rolfe's side. 'Everybody knows about our engagement here.' A wry smile laced his lips 'No one will believe in your fairytale Smith.'

Pocahontas set her frightened eyes upon John once again. But his deep blue eyes sent an assurance through the tender look he gave to her.

'Of course they will.' Another voice broke the tension hanging in the air. The audience exclaimed when they saw another man standing at the church door. He was no one but King James himself. 'And I've to dismiss you from your post from the royal advisor for disgracing the visiting princess.' 'Sire!' Rolfe could hardly talk when the king handed him a piece of paper. It was the letter that bore the truth about the king's words.

The king walked near Pocahontas who was still clinging to her love & smiled 'I'm sorry princess for this delay. Smith came to me last night begging to stop this wedding. He gave me the oaths of your wedding with him & the false divorce letter. At first I didn't believe him. But when I looked into your signatures then everything was clear. Rolfe threatened the marriage register to make up this false divorce letter.'

Tears began rolling into fat drops when Pocahontas saw her former lover. Was this man she was trusted in the days of her life in this foreign land? Was this man for whom she sacrificed her true love once? She walked near the defeated lover & stood before him. 'Why did you do this?' her voice was as cold as ice.

She found the former royal advisor falling on his knees before her. He was too afraid to look at her. He lowered his face & whispered 'All I did just because I loved you.'

'And that love blinded you.' Another female voice spoke. The voice was too familiar that made Rolfe to raise his face. 'Rebecca!' he whispered. Rebecca Rolfe walked near him & knelt beside her husband. She took his hands gently & whispered 'You were blind John. You were jealous which led you to do this. Even you've forgotten me. But John I still love you.' Rolfe looked into the face of his wife. He could see the tender love radiating from her ocean blue eyes. 'Can you ever forgive me?' he gripped her hands tightly. 'Yes.' Rebecca kissed his hands 'And we'll try to find our love again.'

Pocahontas watched the guilty lovers who found their lost love again.

Then she looked beside her. Her love returned. She knew she would never let her love to go again. She let John Smith to encircle his arms around her waist. They walked out of the church together into the garden outside where the flowers were blooming to welcome a new season.

They stopped at last. Pocahontas settled her head in the safe nest of John Smith's chest. Her tears were soaking the fine linen of his white shirt. But she wasn't crying. Her joy was overflowing in the shape of tears.

John Smith let her cry. He buried his face in the mess of her raven hair & inhaled deeply. She was the wide open sea. She was the true freedom to him. At first he was too blind to see this. But now he knew where he truly belonged. At last their tears were finished. They looked into each other's eyes.

'I love you John.' She whispered. And he smiled without saying anything. He knew that. He cupped her face & pulled her near.

Their lips met in a long awaited kiss. The world disappeared around them leaving them alone. They kissed feverishly like two guilty lovers who had never kissed before.

Then it began to rain again.

********-The End*********

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