Melody - Crimson Rose (best short novels of all time .txt) 📗

he is very frustrated and today he is working on paper work. So may we ask you a favor of teaching Neola to weave in your free time, usually in these days where Lord Darius is very hard working?" and again, Melody preformed her enchanting smile, it had worked.     


It had been a long day for two of the girls, but since last night they both didn't sleep at all, it seemed even longer. Their plan had worked out. Melody also went to talk with Darius, but he didn't seem angry to be interrupted. As soon as Melody had entered, the young maid quickly got dressed and fled out. Melody warned Darius. She said "Now that Adriano has returned, she has been looking for you. We have stopped her, but I don't think it will be easy to do it again. I would recommend you to go to her, and spend some time with her. We have told her that you have been very busy today, so Lord, I would ask you to watch out what you say." she was about to go when Darius said "Lock the door again, and come here. I will think about her later on, but now the business is between you and me.". This time Melody didn't listen to him and just walked away. In a few minutes, Darius found Adriano teaching Neola to weave under the olive tree. Husband and wife went some where and since then, nor Melody nor Neola had seen them. Only the gods knew where they were and what they were doing. 
Now, Melody and Neola had time to talk privately in their own room. They were so tired that while speaking they rested on their beds, their eyes closed."I am so sorry if I hurt your feelings Melody. Today you were great help, and after I saw that maid with him, I understood it wasn't your fault he likes you  after all. He really has a problem." Neola started to apologize. "I am the one who should be sorry. Why would I break-up with a friend that would never give me away. Last night I didn't sleep, after seeing Lady Adriano. I thought you told her. But this morning, as I entered the room she slept, she didn't seem upset with me, so I understood right away what a trustworthy friend you are." as Melody said these words with her elegant voice, Neola felt pain of guilt. Why would she ever give Melody away anyways? But she kept the fact that she was about to give her away to herself. Melody knew this as a chance to spy and asked "Why was she crying in the first place?". There was silence for a while, than, Neola thought this as a chance to forgive herself and said "I will tell you, but you have to promise not to tell anybody, especially Adriano or Darius. This will be the first and last time the subject is to be spoken.", Melody nodded and tried hard not to smile. "You probably realized how, well let's say frowning Adriano has been since her visit to her sister..." Neola knew she wasn't suppose to start this in the first place, but it was too late, so she continued. "...and she told me why. Melody, they never had children, but Adriano had a niece. And I do think her niece is the reason she actually visited her sister anyways! Have you seen her sister, she could be described with only one word; horrible!". Melody wanted more "But that's not a reason to cry. Neola, Neola?" Neola stopped talking, and seemed pale. She was starring at the door way.  When Melody turned her back, she saw a man, with sandy blonde hair, very deep blue eyes, and quite a nice shaped body; it was Alcander. Why Neola was pale was because Alcander wasn't looking at her, but Melody. Melody, her skirt up to het waist quickly covered up and smiled, but irritated to be interrupted. Alcander snapped from his silly looks towards Melody and managed to say a few words "Umm, Neola, Lady Adriano has informed me about, you know... Umm, why don't you and your friend come over to the wine place around the corner? I-I will bring a friend too." when Alcander didn't get a response, he said "OK, I think you would like another time--" but Melody got in the way, "No, no, we will come. That would be splendid. Tomorrow, pick us up at noon." then she smiled the way Alcander had smiled at her. She was in love.


Neola could be considered very beautiful, except that Melody was million times more gorgeous than her. Neola had long, silky black hair, that she put up on her head, in such a way, it looked like a basket. She had thick but nice shaped eyebrows, over her chestnut colored eyes. She had long eyelashes, that could win any 'long eyelash' competition, if there were any. She had very small, pink lips that would shake rapidly, if she was about to cry.  She was thin,  and unlike Melody, it made her look a bit weak. She was extremely pale that you would have to look twice to be sure she isn't shaking ill. She was half a head shorter than Melody, and would always stay like that since she was 16, until she grew old, and had white strikes in her hair.
"I-I'm not coming!" Neola told Melody, the next day as Melody put on her usual oils around her neck and her arms, "You saw he way he looked at you...and I saw the way you looked at him." Neola, as a person who can't help her self and cries a lot, tried to hold her tears away this time and look stubborn. "Don't be ridiculous, he is bringing over a friend to be my date. And anyways, didn't he come for you?" Melody said as she put on her pearl necklace, usually used while 'acting' like a rich person. Neola got up slowly and in a sorrowful way and in the same way walked to the doorway. She turned to Melody and in a voice so painful, you could feel her heart rip in pieces "You know he is bringing a friend over for me, not you. You are his date, and yes, although he came with a picture of me in his heart, he left with a picture of you. It's not your fault to be so beautiful anyways, so go on, I have work to do and I have to be company to Adriano." she half heartedly left. She just knew Melody would run after her and apologize that she is too beautiful and suggest that she(Melody) wouldn't come, but nothing happened. Melody didn't come after her. She didn't! Neola had tears in her eyes, and although she wanted to go back, her pride didn't let her. -I don't care anymore! I have feelings, -and if no one cares, I don't care anymore either!- while Neola thought about this, Adelpha approached. "Honey, there are two young man waiting for you and Melody. Where is she? Is it me, or do you have tears in your eyes?" Although Adelpha was about 5 or 6 years younger than Neola, she always acted as if she was 30 years apart from the girls. She was the top servant, and she decided on the food, and the management of cleaning. Neola cleared her throat and said "Melody is getting ready." Adelpha didn't take that as an answer "Well, what about you, you're not going to go like this! Go and brush your hair! Those man look as if they worked very hard on their appearances. And your marriage age is to come soon!". "I am not GOING!!!" Neola said this much louder than she meant to.

Neola ran to Adriano. Adriano was weaving one of the boring textures that kept her busy. "Neola, could you bring me the box that has the needles in it?" Neola silently obeyed. As Neola held the string for Adriano, Melody appeared at the door way. She looked as if she was forced into coming here, which she was, because Adelpha said that if she wanted to learn more from Neola, she had to keep on being friends with her. "Lady, I am sorry to interrupt, but I remember asking you yesterday permission to go out with Neola today..." Melody murmured. Adriano without looking up said "Yes, yes I do. But don't come too late girls.". Melody made a head movement asking Neola to come after her. Neola paused, looked at Adriano who this time looked up and said "Go, don't worry, I'll continue later." . Neola stood up with the relief that Melody came. When she got out "Look, I don't know what your problem is, but I think you are just looking for an excuse to blame me for being beautiful. Yes I admit I know how beautiful I am, but it's a fact. Now, I cannot run after you all the time, so brush your hair, and do something about your eyes. You are ruining a chance of a lifetime."  whispered Melody in a harsh voice. Neola patiently walked back to her cuartor, wore a long white dress, brushed and braided her hair and put on jasmine oil. She still wished that Melody hadn't wore a blue dress, because if she didn't Neola would wear one herself that was her best robe.
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Publication Date: 07-12-2011

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to my cousins, Cem, Can and Ekin