Lady of The Moonlight (a short story)

“I wish I was the reason why you smile” she spoke sweetly as she looked out at the lake, the moonlight creeping up behind them 

“Why is it your always in love with woman who aren’t right for you when I’m always just waiting right here?” she stated this as if they were in one of those old black and white movies, it wasn’t a question it was more of an answer, she sounded so daring and tempting all at the same time he was almost drawn a back by the way that she said these things. 

He tried his best to gather his words, thinking deeply and yet glancing at her face for an answer. “The thought had not occurred to me my lady, around that time I couldn’t really treasure any woman, my heart would go running over whomever I thought was perfect but now that you are here and you have shown me the errors of my ways, I do see you” he said and he said it quite firmly “I see that you have been here when the rest have not, I see that whenever I needed help with what I thought was love you spoke wise words, to leave you was a silly thing to do when you are searching for the same thing as I” he glanced at her. 

A small smile appeared on her rosy red lips “And what is that my lord?” she asked hesitantly, gazing gracefully at him and then to the waters edge. How beautiful it looked in the moonlight. She began to take off her shoes, then her dress and everything else. 

He was shocked by how easily she exposed herself, her features looked even more radiant in the moonlight. He felt something in his heart, he couldn’t identify it at first, he knew the word was just so close on his tongue but he couldn’t say it and he wouldn’t say it in fear of loosing his mistress. 

The lord O’Riley was a brilliant fellow. Intelligent, full of kindness and brilliant ideas. Though sometimes he let his words sink too deep into peoples skin leaving them with pain and scratches. He was an inventor of sorts, creating planes and other meaningful contraptions but what he lacked was gaining new knowledge, listening to other’s ideas instead of believing his alone were right. He was not as rich as most lords and spent most of his time exploring new lands. 

The lady Luna with her dark hair and pale skin had been his friend for an exceptionally long amount of time, she fancied him quite a lot, though they had only just met after they had written mountains of letters to each other. She had always been a wild one, up for adventures, painting paintings, sketching, making sculptures, her intelligence was beyond those of any woman he had ever met, he valued her thoughts more then any man could say. Lady Luna had been wronged man after man after man, always being alone, her heart broken, leaving her in anguish and for a woman with such beauty, The Lord O’Riley grew to admire her. He had a passion for her, one he had never had for a woman, making it quite obvious to his servants and to her for that matter. 

He always felt that he never knew quite the right thing to say to her, though he tried to make it sweet and kind but some of the things he said would just make her feel unwanted, he never meant for any of that. He let his thoughts stop for a moment and then he realized where he was, he was with her, gazing at her naked body as she bathed herself in the lake. 

“Jump in!” she yelled peacefully.

He heard her and did as she said. He let his clothes fall off him and then he joined her. The moonlight being there only light. He wouldn’t answer her question, no the was not the way of him, he expected the lady to just know. She did. She knew.

“I often think of myself as less then human” she stated in a sing songy voice. “It’s as if I was a goddess or a mermaid or a nymph of sorts” she said gracefully with a laugh. “Most men find me too enduring to figure out” 

“You enduring?” he asked her “Well I believe its possible” he joked as he came in to give her a hug from behind, oh, how he wanted to kiss her, his mistress, to just kiss her and never let go, she was so different in all of her beauty then the others had been, why did he have to waste so much time on woman who never really cared? just as she had wasted on men that didn’t care? but he was here now and he never intended to leave again

“I believe we spoke of this before” the lady spoke charmingly “you may kiss me as much as you want” 

He felt his heart flutter like a thousand butterflies had just appeared, his lips longed for her, how could she have read his mind so quickly? 

“And..” clearly she wasn’t finished but he couldn’t take it, now, he thought, I shall kiss her now 

but it was too late, she swam into the middle of the lake, the sun had already gone down luckily they had already watched it together, he swam after her, this is what he got for always calling her a “friend”, oh what sweet glorious pay back this was, he had to find her and he had to just kiss her already or his body would become enraged. 

Her heard her voice, she was singing a song unlike any he had ever heard before, it brought peace to his entire being. There she was singing in the middle of the lake like a mermaid in the sea, or a goddess of love sprouting her wings, the song made him feel quite sad now as if he was going to cry. 

He swam towards her, seeing a single tear in her eye and he brought his face closer to hers and gently kissed her passionately, he put his heart into this kiss unlike he had ever done before and soon enough they found themselves entwined in the woods. 

In the arms of a magical woman indeed, was she home? maybe, all he knew is that when he kissed her the world didn’t mean anything anymore and all of his wrongs had been lost, he was gonna make her happy like no one had ever before and he was going to love her for the rest of his days.