Witch's Love

"Hey Patche can you tell me a story?"
I look at the cute little blonde vampire Flandre Scarlet I consider her question for a moment but I've told her pretty much all the stories I know...well except my story...I suppose I could tell her that one...
"I may have one but it will be sad."
"That's aright~ you know I like the sad ones the best~!"
I stare for a moment slightly concerned about the mental health of the young vampire. But if she wants to listen I might as well tell it...And so I begin to tell the tale.

Come now, gather around - Behold such a saddening tale
Come now, leave not behind your handkerchief - It may keep you well
One time long long ago, there lived a young witch in the land
Ah yes, she came to love a young prince, so the story goes

I stood there in the town square bustling with activity and people a sudden gust of wind decides to blow off my light purple cap with my dark purple hair falling into my face.
"W-waah!" I let out a yell as a trip over my dress and fall flat on my face...Why must I ever need to go out I'm always so...inept at being able to travel by foot...and I never am well or have enough energy.
"Excuse me Milady...?" I hear from above I quickly try to push myself up...and fail of course again. At the very least I successfully got the hair out of my eyes through pure luck. and I well...I can't help but stare at the man bending over me a look of concern on his face and long purple hair tied up in a ponytail flowing in the wind. But that's not what caught me staring it was his eyes they were a blood red even more curious in person then in portraits, His hand was out offering help getting up which I quickly took after I realized my situation soon after as in the Prince of the land saw my hideous ineptitude at simple tasks.
"T-thank you Your Highness, I am sorry you had to witness my failure..." He laughs as he reaches up and puts my cap upon my head.
"It is no issue. After all how could I let a beautiful lady such as you just lay there needing help?" I blush considering I only had just met this man and he is already acting like he is trying to court me...
"Please, Your Highness...I must be off to run errands." I curtsy and turn around to head off when he interrupts me
"Ah pray tell thee, May I ask your name milady?" I consider his question considering my real name can lead him to find how who I really am what do I tell him...should I just tell him Patchouli? It's not a very common though how many Patchouli's could there be in these lands? But then again I have an irrational urge to tell him my real name...It's a horrible risk but I want to tell him.
"Please call me Patchouli Your Highness." I give him my best smile curtsy again and walk off.


"No need for a magic to stop time, no spell can achieve what I feel"
"Love bounding through every hour joy lights a new day "

"Hey Patchouli?" I turn to him smiling and end up tripping into him as he both catches me and hugs me in the process...Why...he laughs and kisses the top of my head...well cap technically.
"I-I...don't understand how this keeps happening..." I say in utter disbelief considering this most definitely is not the first time this has happened. He just says he laughing a little again with a twinkle in his eyes,
"Does it matter? I personally love catching you and hugging you." I laugh too such a him thing to say. We got into laughing fits and all of what his question was put aside to live in the beautiful moment. I love him...but why can't I bring myself to say it?


"Tied me tight to a cross, I look longing at the sky"
"Penitence for your crime! Penitence and your life!"
"If I pray, who will hear? I am drowning in their cheers"
"Devotion turned to dusty tombs"
"If my love was just a curse then I have only tears to shed"
"Penitence for your crime! Penitence and your life!"
"Let it light, let it burn out bright and with it all your spite"
"Feel now the weight of death and soon..."

I look up tears in my eyes as the fire climbs up the cross I am tied to Why why why...I loved you...was it because I could never say it? I guess I am cursed. I am a witch but am I truly...evil? I never believed in God but would he forgive me even though I never had faith...?

Come now, open your eyes look up to flames in the sky
Come now, do not forget those embers are the final judge
One time long long ago, there lived a young witch in the land
Ah yes, she came to trick a young prince, so the story goes

Sana young Sister with green hair and amber eyes, was crying in front of a cross praying for the Prince of the land who she saw with a Witch today so happily...I am the best friend of the Prince I cannot allow him to court a Witch! She must be using magic to make him feel how he does! I cannot allow it. The Holy book says that Witch's must be burnt I despair to sentence a girl even a Witch is death but it must be done for the greater good. "Lord forgive me for having malicious intent towards a Girl even a Witch, But I swear it upon the cross I will save the Prince."

"She kept all the magic out of sight, how else to achieve what you feel?"
"Love burning the final hour. She'll light a new day"

"M-my Prince! I have news to bring to you!" I call out to him, while running his way.
"Ah? Hello Sana! I haven't seen you often enough, how have you been? And I've told you to not call me Prince or Your Highness or the millions of other formalities." I smile at him honestly I do love him and I can't bare to think that he is being tricked by a Witch.
"My Prince you know it is improper, My Prince I saw you with a Witch a day ago." He stared wide eyed in shock he sputters
"What?! Who?" I unroll the flyer I have in my hand and give it to him, it reads "Wanted Patchouli Knowledge as she calls herself Witch"
He stares in disbelief I can see he doesn't believe it but it's true, it seems like ages since he speaks.
"I-I...don't think she's a Witch, she would've told me..."
"She must be using dark magic! To trick you to feel the way you do!" After that he scowled
"She's frail Sana. She's very frail and clumsy and you would think I would've saw it." ...Huh...did the cursed magic really effect him this much?
"She's keeping the magic out of sight! Please believe me my Prince as a Sister of the Church and your closest friend! Those words are not you they are the magic The Lord is sure of it! He has spoken to me!" I say with such conviction that it even surprised me however I do believe every word of it and I can see the curse weaken. Thank you Lord for your holy power to wave evil.
"Y-you must be right if the Lord has spoken to you...I am meeting her on the next day I will bring knights to arrest her please prepare a Cross to burn her..." his voice quivered at the last parts.
"Thank you my Prince. The flames shall light the dawn of a new day with less evil."

"Hear the witch crying louder, as she's tied up to her eyes"
"Penitence for your crime! Penitence and your life!"
"Right before shouting curses that may take away your life"
"Virtue you couldn't keep turned to vice"
"If that love was just a curse, then I have only tears to shed"
"We will do what we must! Let it all turn to dust!"
"Let it light, let it burn out bright we only do what's right"
"No hand to help her find her way"

As they dragged me to the cross I am sobbing as I see my love in the crowd and the Sister with emerald green hair and amber eyes next to him looking at me almost smugly, as I am roughly tied up to my eyes to the cross. A man with a torch set fire to the cross it slowly creeps up the cross as the Sisters and Brothers of the Church shout holy prayers. What lies has she has the convinced you of...? Why would my love do this to me...?

"Can't believe all the fools I see! You fed them dirty lies!"
"Penitence for your crime! Penitence and your life!"
"Searing flames rising higher as the sun begins to die"
"Feel now the weight of death and soon..."

The fire reaches higher and smoke causing me to cough, and my eyes to water, I can still barely see the My love though...he's crying as well with locks of my dark purple hair...

"No need for a magic to stop time, no spell can achieve what we feel"
"Love bounding through every hour joy lights a new day "

I see him walk through the door of my little hut, I start to smile then notice how he seems sad.
"Are you aright?" I say concern in my voice what could possibly be worrying him...? He always seems so carefree and joyous.
"I-I have something to talk to you about, this." He says as he reaches out with a wanted flyer in his hands for...me. True despair crashes down on my and I fall to my knees crying.
"It's not true is it it is just some joke?" I can't even bear to answer just shake my head as denial of it being fake
"Why didn't you tell me...? You are using magic to make me feel this way about you aren't you?" What? I'd never use magic on a human to make them do what I want that is just evil!
"I-I would never use magic on someone. That is just evil and I would never use it on you especially..." He just looks at me disgusted and says
"How could I ever believe you Witch." as he cuts my hair short.and in a quiet voice added
"No wonder you never said that you loved me as I did to you many times."
"Knights take her." As I am dragged by them sobbing I see a emerald green haired Sister with amber eyes who walked close to him.

"Tied me tight to a cross, I look longing at the sky"
"Penitence for your crime! Penitence and your life!"
"If I pray, who will hear? I am drowning in their cheers"
"Devotion turned to dusty tombs"
"If my love was just a curse then I have only tears to shed"
"Penitence for your crime! Penitence and your life!"
"Let it light, let it burn out bright and choke on all your spite!"
"No god can help her find her way!"

As the fire finally reaches my feet a scream in agony teared my throat although it's not much of a scream as the smoke has ruined my voice already. I have already accepted my fate I just wish that just once I could have said I loved you to him. Told him that I was a witch, Maybe then I would have a happy ending maybe then I would be able to live my life with My Love. If only I could have said the unspoken words before. If I pray who will hear I am drowning in their cheers. I hear a voice not my own in my mind "Well Patchouli it turns out I would hear. Pray tell thee if you would like to live in a world where nothing akin to this will ever happen? You will still have your memories your entire life story, perhaps you may even find love again. Would you like to live in that world? because I feel bad for you and I can give you that." Would I? Would I? of course I would...I don't want to die but what of the my love? "I can give him your cap as a memento? I know you met because of that cap. So yes or a no?" Yes...

"Like a flame burning bloody red and tearing into sky"
"Penitence for your crime! Penitence and your life!"
"Take these tears, tell their story and please don't forget to cry"
"Feel now the weight of death and lies"

"Excellent choice Patchouli!" The voice in my head says as I suddenly feel a gust of wind from the cross...? Blowing my cap onto My love's head and I am pulling into the cross somehow I faint due to the smoke finally.

I end the story there as Flandre stretches and yawns
"That was a nice story~! but I'm tired now Night Patche!" she says as she smiles and starts to walk out but stops right before the door.
"Is something wrong Flandre?" I ask questioning considering I just told her my life story a little concerned.