The year 1585. The Anglo-Spanish War. England’s greed for Spain’s crops, land, and supplies gives birth to the inertia of intolerance on both sides. Yet, even then, Love surges forth. MarcoAntonio, a Spanish gentleman and knight, defied all boundaries of color and culture, when setting eyes on the English lady Amaryllis. Although to others, he may be a bit reserved, he dares to lower his defenses solely for her. Amaryllis is an English lady. One with an open heart, gentle spirit, and shining eloquence. She knew that she should not desire MarcoAntonio. Still, a love feeling so right couldn’t be so horribly wrong! Travel with MarcoAntonio and Amaryllis as they duel with internal and external forces threatening to tear their powerful love apart. In the midst of troubles the likes of which have no compare, find themselves having to fight the most unexpected of adversaries, just for the right to love each other. Discover why their LOVE is the result of ALL things conquered!
Her need for sleep was conquered by the potency of her thoughts, and the ceaseless fear that she always lugged around like a plague. She heard some movement in the bushes. A stirring. That was odd. What would be lingering about at this time of night? “Ah,” she thought aloud with a small curl of the lips. “Tis a hare or something of the sort. I'm sure.” She stepped out of her seat and walked over to the edge of the balcony to peer over expecting to see the lovely little animal that would most likely pop out from behind the bushes at any second. She leaned on the ledge and placed her elbows over it, and then instinctively placed her chin upon her hands. She looked out at the greenery, which was lit only by the moonlight and stars, and watched with hopefulness. “Finally, something to take my mind off the troubles!” she thought with a wishful sigh. She was startled by the sound of his voice. “I was unable to sleep well, Ma’ Lady.” Her breath ceased for the briefest of moments. “MarcoAntonio! What are you doing here? If they catch you….” She couldn't bear to finish her thought. “Forgive me, Ma’ Lady,” he apologized quietly, and then quickly and humbly lowered his eye sight for a moment. “I had to see you again.” He raised his eyes to her once more. “Our time together earlier tonight was not enough to fulfill my need of seeing you. At second thought, no time available to man is enough to fulfill my need to see you.” He halfway smiled, gently. “Please, my love. You have to go. I don't know what I would do if they catch you here. Please? For me?” she pleaded. “Ma’ Lady, I will leave. Very soon. I just had to see you once more, if only for a moment.” He turned his head behind him for a split second. “I've tied Altivo back there, so that they would not hear him. I'm being safe,” he promised. “Now I plead with you, just allow me a few more moments of your time before I leave.” With worry obvious in her voice, yet the everlasting love that perforated her soul apparent as well, she responded, “Very well.” For the first time ever, MarcoAntonio gathered the courage necessary and approached the building closer than he'd ever done before. “Ma’ Lady Amaryllis, you should know by now that your soul existence is what gives my own existence purpose. I love you more than words can express. You do know this, do you not?” “Yes brave sir, I am well aware. Just as you should be aware that I feel the same way,” she said attempting to sound calm, yet her body language spoke volumes as to how fearful she was by the fact that he'd approached the building so closely. “Then Ma’ Lady, I only ask one thing....” he said as he walked closer. “Marco, please? Stay back!” “Just one thing….” he repeated. This time making her fear the most predominant emotion displayed, she blurted out, “Yes. Yes! Very well then. Ask!”
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