Blood is thicker than water

'I leant into his side, smiling to myself when i felt his arm tighten around me'

14 year old Alicia lives in a small village in the 14th century. Trying to discover herself, and the true meaning of love, family and friendship. Along with her best friend Mary and the gorgeous Elias, she faces the horrors of the black death. Will she survive? Will she have anyone left?

'Please... please don't leave me, I don't want to be alone...'


6. Chapter 6

Chapter 6


" proud... just can't believe..." I woke to the sound of my father whispering to my mother. Unfortunately I was half asleep and couldn't make out everything they were saying. I stretched sleepily, tired from last night, and then groaned when I realised it was Sunday. Church. It wasn't usually that bad but I had a head ache from last night, as I hadn't gone to sleep till almost dawn.

"Alicia? Alicia come on get up, you need to get ready for church," my mother called. I rolled out of bed with a thump. Pulling my dress over my head I stumbled forward. "Oh could you check the weather outside for me?" she asked with a slight edge of excitement to her voice. I nodded, yawning.
The sun was just rising, casting a pinkish glow across the sky. I stifled another yawn, watching my breath forming in little clouds in front of me. It looked like a nice enough day. Just as I was about to step back inside I noticed something. A small basket of flowers lay at my feet.

My mouth widened in shock and my heart started beating at an unbelievable rate. I picked up the basket with trembling hands and brought it inside.
Father and mother looked at me expectantly, they must know who it's from I thought. A small piece of parchment lay on top of the poppies. I picked it up slowly, my heart jumping into my throat. My palms were sweaty as I read...

'Dear Alicia,
I hope you accept this gift of courtship, I will reveal who I am after church.
Yours, E.'

My breath hitched as I finished reading. E...
Or... My heart skipped a beat... It might not be from Elias...
It could be from Edward Farmer, or Edward Rosser for that matter, or even Eric Smith.
I folded the note up with trembling fingers, and put it in my dress pocket.
"Shouldn't we get to church?" I asked trying to distract myself.
"Oh, yes we should," Father replied hustling us out of the house.



After a thoroughly boring service from father John, my mind was numb, both from his talking and with worrying. Worrying about who the letter was from. The sun was beating down and it was just past midday when we were finally let out. The stuffiness of church had given me a headache and I took big gulps of fresh summer air.

A small cough behind me, made me jump and I turned around slowly. I squinted into the sun, bringing a hand up to my face to shield my eyes.
Edward Rosser stood in front of me, about a head taller and with blonde curly hair. He was definitely handsome, but my heart sank to the bottom of my shoes all the same.
"Oh, hi Edward," I said, trying not to sound disappointed. "Um, I was sitting behind you in church, and um, your ribbon is caught in your dress," he informed me, with a small smile. “Oh, thank you,” I replied pulling at the dark silk ribbon. “Um anything else?” I asked apprehensively. He just shook his head and walked away. I sighed heavily, who was it?

“Alicia...” a familiar voice made me jump and I turned to face him. His chestnut hair glinted in the sunlight, his dark eyes shining. “Elias...” I breathed. He smiled at me, his face lighting up. “There’s something you need to know Alicia,” he took a deep breath before continuing in a rush. “It’sjustIhavelikedyouforagesandlastnightIaskedyourfatherandhesaidyesandIleftthoseflowersoutsideyourdoorand...” he broke off, out of breath.
“I have no idea what you just said,” I laughed. He smiled sheepishly, twisting his hands in front of him. “I... I left the flowers outside your door this morning... I got permission from your father last night, and I... I was wondering if maybe... you... you um accept... me... as your courter...”

I gazed at him, mouth open, speechless. My heart was racing, and butterflies had erupted in my stomach. He looked at me expectantly, his face starting to fall when I didn’t saying anything. “O... of course I accept, of course I do!”

His grinned at me. “Really?!” I nodded a smile spreading across my face as well.  “You look so beautiful when you smile,” he told me, scooping me up and spinning me round. I shrieked in delight, earning a few disapproving looks from the adults standing around. Elias put me down, smiling sheepishly. “Sorry that was a bit presumptuous,” he apologised.
“I don’t mind but I think my father might disapprove,” I replied. He slung an arm around my shoulders, and I leaned against him. “I’ll walk you home, get on your fathers good side.” He smiled easily and we walked off.


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