A husband for the princess. Chapter 11. I'm Tired of Lying  

Lynda Skarosky

I waited patiently for the man to turn his attention to me when he raised his head; the night was too dark for me to see his face, but his voice seemed torn as if he was in deep pain.

"Help me? No one can help me... my punishment will be to carry the weight of my conscience forever," he said in a broken voice.

"What is the bad thing you have done in your life, the weight of which is torturing you?" I asked in a weak voice, for my throat was sore.

"I unintentionally hurt the woman I loved, I hurt her, I hurt her deeply and there is nothing I can do to spare her that suffering, maybe that is why nothing can cure mine now."

I remained silent for a moment, processing his words, at the same time, several questions crowded my mind, it seemed inappropriate to ask them, yet, I don't know why it made me so uncomfortable to hear the desperation in his voice, so I tried to soothe his pain with words.

"Maybe if you explain to her how you feel, talk to her about your regrets, she mi