Flight of the Monarch

She was embarrassed at the thought that Austin might have watched her dancing. As he came closer, the smile she had expected to see on his face was nonexistent. The only expression he wore was a frown.

"What is the matter, Austin?" She attempted to catch her breath as she rose from the ground.

"They know of us."

"Who?" She knew.

"Mother and Father."

"How?" Her body shivered.

"I only know that whatever chance, we once had to be together no longer exists."

"Why do you believe such a thing?" Hayley leapt toward the horse.

"It's not what I desired to say."

"Please, come to sit with me, as we planned."

She longed to feel Austin's strong arms around her.

He was the sturdy tower she longed for, but he remained perched on his horse.

"I do not know how to tell you." His voice faded.

Fear was creeping in and Hayley felt paralyzed.

"I am forbidden to see you."

"It can't be true!" Desperation was in her voice.

"My mother plans to introduce me to a few ladies in Kingston."

"You can simply refuse."

"I was told if I refuse, I will lose my inheritance, as well as the reputation of the Sommers' name. That makes it impossible for us to be together." He bowed his head.

"Your family would disown you-for loving me?" Her words trailed off to a whisper.

Austin did not answer, nor would he look at her.

"Austin, you know how I have been alone for so long and that my father forbids me to have contact with anyone outside our estate for years. When I met you, he seemed to understand the need for me to prepare a life for myself, now that I am older. If I lose you, I will be alone again."

"Hayley, if we stay together, I will have nothing to give you. My love will not keep you in fine dresses or provide what you need." Austin reached down and touched her cheek. "You don't have to be alone; your father will not refuse to let you live your life." Though she was not consoled, Hayley understood she could not expect Austin to give up his financial security.

As she felt her body and mind go numb, Austin reached for her hand, bent over and gently kissed the center of her palm. His lips remained for a bit as Hayley searched desperately for something to say. He placed her hand over his heart as his head was bowed and his eyes were closed. Hayley heard a gasp escape his throat. She wondered if this would be the last time she would feel his gentle touch. Would she have only dreams of a life with him? As tears filled her eyes, he released her hand. Covering her face, she dropped to the ground.