Tuesday, September 22, 2009

(Fantasia) When Lizette met Paul Quillrose

When Lizette met Paul Quillrose

It was a dark cold night when Lizette was staring at the window. There she sought the moon in its full glow giving its silvery rays on the lonely maiden staring from the window of her cottage. There that fairly looking maiden tries to think closely as the moon continue glowing, until...

She sought someone in the field, a man dressed in a black kaftan, in a red beret, black breeches and boots, riding in a maroon troika manned with three white horses! There that maiden Lizette was amazed on what she've seen in the field as a man continue riding towards his lovely palace past by the river.

At that time,
That man, whose name is Paul, was riding towards his beautiful home past by the river. He was a fine, unique man with a different idea that people used to think him too negatively. There he simply tried to restrain himself by locking himself out; preventing from being interfered and even misjudged by the people around him, as well as trying to have a lie-low after the failed conspiracy against the tsar. And thus, the journey back home is his last ride from the entire realm. While in his room, Paul went to his desk and wrote something, there he simply express about women, and a someone who wanted to be with:

The girls of Smyrna

The girls of Smyrna are so pretty nice
When I see at them seduction arise
Till my eyes turned red in blood till it bled
As I stare at them List'ning in the band

The girls of Smyrna are so pretty nice
Seductive beauty like mixed sugar and spice
Sweet as candies, cakes, and turkish delight
Beautiful like jewels shining in the eastern night

The girls of Smyrna are so enchanting
Like red roses blooming in midnight rising
Roses in deep red the colour of blood
Blood of martyrs fallen in the soil once trod

Seductive and enchanting when I once always see
Like spice doused in fire burning fourth upon me
Tis' the girl from Smyrna thus inspire me
Such a virgin on fire as my own eyes now bleed

Just like the serene town this girl once lived
Her serene beauty and love set bliss upon to me
Madness swept away as you gave calm to me
As I myself feel that end me astonished

Even life's a madness ends so easily
That love, like a rose blooming in midnight's bliss
You o beloved one you gave real hope to me
Someday you'll be written in life's history

Upon writing it, Paul simply felt the lonliness as he read every line in it. Then a servant came, carrying a glass of absinthe. There the young noble spoke:
"It seemed that my lonliness tries to destroy me much, whilst my mind hath found a someone to help me."
"Well..." The servant said. "Better to drink this wine straight sir."
And Paul replied:

One day, Lizette tries to find the man whom she sought last time. There she tried to walk briskly, walking and even crossing the river through a boat until she sought a beautiful palace past by the river, there she simply landed and paid the boatman three kopecks and went away to the beautiful abode.

While going, three wolves appeared, and with its faces in an angrily manner, they wanted to attack and devour the maiden Lizette, as she, frightened by these creatures whose faces wanted to devour her, wanted to run away-only to end up being cornered by them in the middle of the woods; and thus she screamed until...

A man, clad in black, came forth and through the sword he carried, he killed the three attacking wolves to save the maiden. There the maiden Lizette thanked him:
"Thank you sire."
Then the man clad in black gave a strange rose to her and immediately left away, leaving Lizette to her journey to the palace. There she continued walking and walking until she found a hatchway towards it. There that maiden, now carrying an oil lamp, entered it and sought ice being covered its the entire path, until she sought again an evil creature wanted to devour her, there she tried to resist until she accidentally poured burning oil with flames against it. There the evil creature was burned and Lizette immediately ran away from it.

As she left the entire place, Lizette finally entered the palace. And with its beautifully created interior she became amazed through it, until the man whom she sought from the window last time appeared and said:
"Is there anything miss?"
Lizette, upon hearing the voice, then looked back and sought him. There she pleaded apologies:
"Sorry sir, I'm sorry for entering here."
"No need." The young man said. "By the way, I am Paul von Clausewitz, and you?"
And Lizette announceth herself:
"I am Lizette Ostrovska."
There he approached her, handed her hand and kissed it. Lizette then felt the warmth of his hand and of the kiss she felt; and said:
"I thought you are mad at me; by the way, why are you alone in this entire place?"
"I don't know why." Paul said. "Back then it was filled with many people around. But then, many people think of me as mad, different for my ideas are different from them; as well as awkward."
Lizette, upon hearing it, then replied:
"But as I look at you, you are not mad, you are not crazy."
"Thanks for that." Paul said. "If you want, you may stay here for now, I made some food from the kitchen."
And Lizette then asked him:
"Where are your servants?"
"Servants?" Paul said. "They're in their quarters, sleeping."
"So why are you still awake then?" Lizette said.
"I prefer awake." Paul said. "Just to think, to write, and to look at the glowing moon and the falling snow around this place."
"How nice." Lizette said.

While eating in the dining table, Paul stared at the maiden eating, Lizette, as she sought him staring, then said:
"Is there anything wrong sir?"
"No..." Paul said. "I'm just amazed at your beauty."
"The next time I see you, perhaps, I will give you a fine dress."
"Really?" Lizette said.
And Paul replied:
"Yes, I will; shall we eat? Here's the beef Stroganoff, I made it for you."
Then he handed over the food to the maiden. There the maiden Lizette enjoyed the food being served, and she said:
"Thanks sir, it tastes delicious."
"No need to say it." Paul said. "For I like to cook aside from writing."
"Oh..." Lizette said. "Ok."

After eating, Paul approached Lizette and he said:
"If you want to come here, my doors are always open especially for you."
"Yes," Lizette said. "I will come and go."
And Paul even gave a white lily to her and said:
"Take this Lizette. This lily reminds of my late wife, She died young."
Lizette, upon recieving the lily, then replied:
"Thanks for this beautiful flower, upon entering here someone gave me a rose."
"A rose?" Paul said.
And Lizette replied:
"Um..." Paul said. "Nothing."
And Lizette bid farewell to the young noble and left away, leaving the man returning to his room.

While at home, Lizette arranged flowers in her vase, there she simply put the lily amongst the flowers being placed in it; but as she wanted to place the beautiful rose, she sought ink dripping from the point of its stalk; there she immediately sought a parchment and wrote poetry in it:

"My mind seemed too low as I stare at the moon
Shining over the town in this night so gloom
Whilst I, alone in this cottage trying to think
Rather than end myself as a freak."

At the same time, Paul was writing a book in his desk, with a quillrose in hand, he wrote a poem to remember the girl he met in his abode:


Majestic woman looking over the Neva,
Like a divine goddess, you're open to my heart!
Shining in its vibrant beauty,
as The cold nights gives passion and strength.

So Beautiful -- even in the hardest years
You could withstand all the storms and winds!
With a spirit, immortal, like the Neva,
Come on, to me, unto my heart alone!

My Luisa, remain eternally young!
You may arise the coming day.
Blossom my girl, my beautiful Luisa!
It's an honor to share to me your fate!

Upon writing it, there he simply felt a different emotion towards her; and as he sought the shining moon from the window, he stared then at the poem he wrote and spoke to himself:
"Well...this is just my expression about the woman I met. I don't know why."

The next day,
Lizette went to the palace again, there she was accompanied by the servants into the bathroom where she was given bath and to the bedroom where she was given a beautiful gown made for her. There she felt the beauty being given to her by the servants as the young noble awaits in the stairway. There Paul, in his formal attire of a nobleman, now sought a lady wearing a beautiful white gown and with a tiara on her head, there he said:
"What hath god brought to me!"
"No." Lizette said. "Its me, Lizette!"
Then he handed over her hand to became his partner. With the melodies of the famed musician Gliere being played by a band and a string quartet, the two danced together in the palace ballroom with joy; Lizette became happy as what the nobleman hath gave to her. From a fine dinner consists of curry and sausages being served along with fine red wine to a Faberge egg out of marble, silver as well as studded with diamonds being created as a gift for her. There the maiden Lizette was glad upon recieving it as she said:
"I am happy that you gave me this strange gift."
"You are always welcome." Paul said. "For as I met you, you became a part in my heart."
And Lizette replied:
"Why? Your late wife may likey to become angry for this!"
"No." Paul said. "For she knows what is best for me, and if you look at the portrait of my beloved one, you have the same features as she has."
"Like my hair? My face? My lips?" Lizette said.
"Yes." Paul said. "Including your voice."
And Lizette smiled at him and said:
"I think that is why people think of you as different."
And Paul replied:
Then Lizette laughed upon hearing it; while Paul added:
"In fact, this egg I gave to you is originally a gift to my wife before her sudden death. And as I look at you, I am simply remembering my late beloved; and that is why I gave you this as a gift."
And Lizette replied:
"Well...thanks for this beautiful gift you gave to me, aside from this beautiful event."
"You are always welcome." Paul said. "And It's an honour to share to me your fate."

The next day,
Paul, while staying in his palace, heard something outside. There he immediately looked through the balcony and sought people, mostly beggars, trying to enter for alms. There he immediately called the guards to open the gates and he himself will have them sent to the kitchens to eat; there the beggars, upon entering the palace, rejoiced as Paul, in a humble appearance, hath them entered the kitchens where he himself handed bread and bowls of kasha to eat. One beggar knelt for thanks, but Paul hath him stood up and said:
"There's no need to say thanks, for I am nobody."
The beggar, upon hearing it, replied:
"But still, we are thankful for having us given food as alms."

Groups of streltsy then came forth and looking for the young noble Paul continue handing over food to the beggars. There the young noble came forth and asked the sterlets:
"Is there anything wrong?"
"No." The sterlets said. "But you are under arrest for conspiring against the tsar!"
"Me? Conspiring against the tsar?" Paul said. "I don't even think of it! I am simply giving the beggars food and helping them become toilers of the soil; why I should conspire?"
Then the sterlets replied:
"Based on our information given, you belong to a young group of nobles trying to conspire against the tsar, and at the same time, you create propaganda against his majesty!"
"Why I should do it? I am a writer, I am a noble, but I am not a conspirator!" Paul said. "People used to call me crazy, weird, and of stupid, why they wanted to imprison me?"
"Need not to speak!" The sterlets said.
Then Paul stared at his people, and said:
"Even without me, continue helping them! Need not to worry about on helping the oppressed, help them help themselves!"
And with the beggars and the people around as its witnesses, they sought the young noble arrested by the streltsy and being sent to prison by carriage.

The next day, many people were saddened as Paul's imprisonment was heard throughout the entire place, including Lizette as she heard it from a hunter in the woods. Upon hearing it, she replied:
"If he's imprisoned from a crime he didn't commit, then I will save him."
"But you're a girl!" The hunter said.
"It doesn't matter when you are a boy or a girl." Lizette said. "For what I am thinking of is that I want to save him, to save a man who is innocent; or if he is, to a man who is wanted to destroy the system of oppression!"
And thus,
She immediately rushed into the prison, carrying a scythe, and joining with the rebellious peasants in support of freeing the noble who supported them, or rather the maiden's beloved one.

While in prison, Paul was suffered, as he was endured imprisonment and maltreatment. There he felt the uneven sadness since the streltsy hath treated him like a common criminal than a member of the nobility; he tried to be given pen and paper, but the streltsy doesn't give him; he wanted food, but the streltsy also do the same. The agony of the noble man increased as they taunted him severely as well as torturing him for days.

And as the agonies continued in his entire life, being accused of being a conspirator against the tsar; he, out of desperation, wanted to escape from the prison walls and joined with the peasants in destroying the dreaded system involving the tsar and the streltsy, and with a help from a servant who smuggled pen and paper towards his cell, there he wrote poetry in attacking against them:


My hands are bleeding many times many years
As if like hell that brought me fear
As if like scars bleeding fourth
From a body battered left untold
I am a martyr several times
A martyr of love, an abnormal spine
Being with people whom seeks me for a pain
Like burning me fourth in an eternal flame!

Like a shit left on someone's door
These whores and bitches! you like to insult me more!
Me a plaything? Might end up in your door
As you being beaten by the one beaten before
Born by pain evermore
Out of scars bleeding fourth
Me set free from secrecy
Born from hell! Killing spree!

Outside, many peasants, beggars, and even the shipmen around joined the ranks of the rebels against the dreaded tsar, the nobility and its streltsy. There they staged protests, throwing oil bombs against the dreaded druzhina horsemen, and even harassing the streltsy on the road! Lizette, now wearing a red beret, maroon kaftan and boots, hath led the army of peasants with her scythe and pistol trying to destroy the menacing foe!

Lizette, being the leader of the rebels was met by the peasants in the camp. There she was looking at the map in preparation for the attack in the prison in order to liberate the rebellious noble who fell in love with her, as well as the other prisoners inside it. At that time, many peasants wanted to attack the capital in order to topple the tsar and the reaction minded nobility, however Lizette opposed the idea since they have lack of arms to have as well as having a few men to be with. One peasant then asked her:
"Then how can we destroy the tsar? The nobility? The bandit minded druzhina and the streltsy?"
Then Lizette replied:
"By attacking the prison, we will liberate the prisoners as well as carry off the enemy's arms."
The peasant still can't understood what Lizette hath said to him, and the latter finally said:
"Then we will set bombs against them; the more, the greater."
and on the next day,
in preparation for attacking the prison, the peasant rebels hath exploded three petards in its walls, making a hole in order to enter the enemy's abode.

Paul, still in prison, was writing another poem when he heard an explosion outside, there he immediately sought from the window peasants attacking the prison. He was even amazed when he sought Lizette riding on horseback leading them, killing the attacking druzhina horsemen as well as the streltsy who were defending the prison. The guards were in disarray and at the

same time the prisoners renewed their hopes as the peasant rebels advanced through to liberate them. Lizette, in pursuit of finding him, continued to search cell by cell, killing its defenders both by scythe and pistol until she found him. There she fired the lock with her pistol and opened it; and she said:
"Its an honour to be with you again Paul!"
Paul, as he looked at her then bowed and said:
"Its an honour to join with you Lizette."
Then Lizette handed over the pistol to him and replied:
"Here's the pistol sir, you may lead us in the struggle!"
"Sure I will!" Paul said. "For the days they created a mess out of me, then we will create a mess out of them!"
And the two immediately ran away. There the two killed the attacking and retreating enemies one by one and at the same time freeing the prisoners inside, the prisoners; as they looked at them as their new hope, then agreed in joining with them in the struggle against the enemy.

After a series of fighting in the prison and its surrounding places, the enemy end up vanquished as well as retreated; and Paul, as well as Lizette became together again. While in camp, his wounds as well as of other wounded ones were personally tended by the maiden Lizette; and there she gave them care in pursuit of keeping their hopes with them. Paul, upon looking at her caring the wounded, also helped her by assisting in her daily work; Lizette disagreed at first, however she accepted it as Paul continued doing what he supposed not to. As what he said:
"There is nothing wrong in helping you; for I always know is that all are equal."
Then Lizette replied:
"Then you are supposed to be leading in the battlefield against the enemy then."
"I will." Paul said. "But we must always remember that a fighter must also carry different tasks whatever he or she can."
Lizette, upon hearing it, then asked:
"By the way, how can we attack the capital then?"
"I have contacted our men there," Paul said. "But before that, we must concentrate the field, next we will attack the surrounding towns."
Upon hearing it, Lizette then agreed.

And after days, weeks of fighting with the dreaded druzhina and the streltsy, the peasant rebels occupied every town and fortress and at the same time, harassing the enemy on its way; fire and gunpowder swept all over the realm as the Tsar, upon hearing every news, became enraged and felt total fear, and so were the druzhina and the streltsy in pursuit of defending the capital against the rebellious peasants.
Lizette, while in her place, opened a box and looked at the Faberge egg inside. There she grabbed it and opened a surprise inside the egg; there she sought a rotating globe and became amazed in it. Paul, as he went into her room, then approached her looking at the egg's surprise, and said:
"That globe represents the realm of dreams, and this day this realm of dreams will soon be a reality."
"Why?" Lizette said.
"What are we fighting for?" Paul said. "This struggle being set for years against the tsar is also the time when an endless dream must hatch from its egg to become a reality."
At the same time, a messenger came and said:
"Sir, we've captured a fortress on its way towards the capital!"
"How?" Paul said. "That fortress used to be strong, impregnable against the invaders!"
Then the messenger said:
"Our men, disguised as our enemies, immediately overpowered the enemy inside, and they captured pieces as well as raised the banner of our struggle!"
Paul and Lizette then amazed on their act. And the messenger added:
"And another news."
"Tell us." Lizette said.
"Our troops liberated a town, and many peasants offered us bread, grain, freshwater, wine, and salt."
"Good." Paul said. "We will go there."
And thus,
The two immediately went there by troika to meet the liberated peasants. There the people around became happy as they offered them tea and cakes, while the two accepted it. There the young nobleman tasted tea again, and he said to the peasant who offered him:
"Thanks for this hot tea you've been offered to us."
Then the peasant bowed at him and replied:
"It is our honour to offer both of you tea and cakes."
Lizette then smiled and said:
"And we gave you eternal freedom from the servitude of the dreaded tsar, the nobility, the druzhina and the streltsy!
The peasant then smiled and replied:
"Thanks for freeing us; here take some of our cakes."
"No need." Lizette said. "better to give it to everybody."
And the troika left away as the peasant gave cakes to the peasants, and for himself.

Meanwhile, in the capital;
The tsar became enraged as another bad news gave to him; there he hath done his armor, and commanding the entire capital's forces against the rebellious peasants outside. There he hath spoke to his men that:
"Tomorrow there will be no roses blooming in the entire realm!"
And he ordered his men to turn every wall, every tower into a garrison; full of arms and men facing the advancing enemy. At that time, Paul and Lizette was at the old summer palace of the tsars after liberating a town. There Lizette looked at red roses and white lilies blooming in midst of the battlefield, some were stained by the blood of foe and friend as she stared through; and she said to Paul:
"Look at the beautiful flowers, it continues to bloom despite the battlefield we've created."
"Sure." Paul said. "These flowers were the flowers of the struggle; these flowers were grown by the sweat of the servants, the sweat of the peasants; during my life in the palace, I myself tend to grow flowers; and the lily I gave you comes from the gardens I tend and grow these blossoms."
"How about me?" Lizette said.
"You?" Paul replied. "You are the most beautiful flower I had acquired; you are the lily from the woods, the rose of this struggle."
Then Lizette replied:
"Then you are the man destined to pick the flower."
Paul then hugged her whilst Lizette then kissed her in his lips. The two then felt what fate gave them-love; Lizette then asked Paul:
"In most of the girls, why did you chose me?"
"I chose you because..." Paul said. "Aside from your beauty and kindness you have the sense of commitment to the struggle."
"This struggle?" Lizette said.
"Not this struggle." Paul said. "But the struggle we endure for years; and that is why I chose you over the girls simply renowned for their beauty, especially from the same class I had."
"By the way," Lizette asked, "Why did you conspire against the tsar?"
"The tsar was so bad." Paul said. "He used to oppress our family, as well as he treated you as a serf; do you remember when you're still a child? Having the dreaded streltsy forced the peasants into serfdom?"
Lizette then nod upon hearing it, and she replied:
"Yes, especially when my father died our of overwork."
"See?" Paul said. "That is why our struggle is for your father, for the peasants, for the oppressed?"
"Yes." Lizette said. "And with the weapon we carry, we will pay their crime against us."

The next day,
The tsar, still in his palace, was sitting in his throne waiting for the last. A messenger came and saidth to him:
"Your majesty, the enemy is now approaching."
"Where?" The tsar said.
"They're from the north and west." The messenger said. "And they have guns pointed towards our walls."
The tsar then stood up and said:
"Well...go to the bell tower and make a signal for our men to prepare in our last defense."
"Yes, your majesty." The messenger said, along with a bow.
There the enemy hath prepared their defences in its wall and tower, as well as in the palace now becoming a fortress.

However, the people living in its walls were enraged, especially the artisans who were oppressed by the nobles who were given few or no change, as well as the dreaded druzhina and streltsy who made them into slaves; some people also felt being oppressed as they were forced to vacate their houses and their family members, friends were arrested for a cause that they didn't commit. They wanted to escape, but most of them were end up same as the ones who were end up in chains.

Paul at that time, was at his camp as he sought the walls of the capital. There he sought the enemy preparing their last defences against his men; whilst on his camp were the petards being prepared to destroy the walls in order for the men to enter. At the same time, Lizette, now wearing an armor of a female crusader, and having a lily placed in her ear approached
him and said:
"So you are now prepared for the final battle?"
And Paul replied:
"Sure I will; by the way, who made you that armor?"
"The monks gave me this." Lizette said. "That armor is made out of iron and silver; that is why it is white."
Then Paul, as he looked at her with a lily from her ear, then said:
"You look nice when you have that white lily placed in your ear."
And Lizette replied:
"That's my favorite flower, as you like red rose."
"Well..." Paul said. "Let's go out and we'll lead our men."
"Sure," Lizette said. "We will."
And the two went to their horses to command the entire army of oppressed now prepared to attack the capital.

At first, the enemy hath fired their guns against the advancing peasants. There they fired their guns one by one as their enemy continue to approach its walls, however the peasants immediately laid the petards on its walls, and at the same time they lit it; the enemy didn't notice about their action until...

One of their walls exploded and most of them were killed by its blow. The tremendous impact of the gunpowder destroyed one of its tower and walls, and more and more peasant rebels were eager to approach inside; Paul, upon looking at them, raised its horn as a signal for attack! There more and more peasants continued attacking the breached walls of the capital whilst its defenders tried hard to resist them. Bright red blood from both sides now flowing all over the entire realm as scythes and pitchforks clashed with swords, guns against guns, and lastly, classes against classes!

The battle continues as Paul, along with Lizette entered the capital from the breached gates, there its defenders tried to turn every place into a garrison, same as its remaining towers in its walls. Lizette, still with a scythe in hand and a pistol on another, killed many of the dreaded streltsy and the attacking druzhina inside; whilst Paul, with his scimitar and gun in hand, harassed a garrison along with his men in pursuit of entering it. The peasants, in storming the capital for long, were eager to attack the houses where the oppressive nobles lived; there they immediately arrested them all in the name of the struggle; same as the people inside the capital, now risen from its squalor and attacking every detachment of the dreaded druzhina and the streltsy, as well as the prison to set free its innocent captives. The tsar, still staying in its palace, stubbornly defending along with his men the entire palace he stayed for many years, as well as his rule famous for its long oppression.

And as more and more peasants continue to penetrate, Paul's men then stormed the palace with outmost hate; the tsar, still defending, was disrupted by a sterlet and said:
"Your majesty, more and more enemy continue to attack us!"
"No need to say it." The tsar said. "We will still defend this palace for long."
"But..." The sterlet said. "We have more wounded inside our palace, what should we do?"
The tsar, still stubborn, then replied:
"I don't care about the wounded; we must defend the palace even thou they occupied the capital!"
However, outside the peasants hath set a petard in the palace door; there they lit it with a torch until it explode, there many of them immediately attacked the palace to destroy the remnants of the enemy, Paul and Lizette then entered the entire place and sought corpses of streltsy and druzhina around it. The tsar, as he've sought them, then said:
"So are you happy upon looking us dead?"
And Lizette replied:
"We've rather see all of them dead than continue oppressing us!"
"But before you see me die, you must deal me first!"
Along with his sword unscathed.

There the tsar, with his sword in hand, wanted to beat both the maiden and the rebellious noble; Lizette tried to resist as she, with her scythe in hand, tried to overcome the blows given to her; at the same time, Paul received him blows as he could, despite the tsar's resistance. But despite his effort to resist himself, his sword end up perished by Lizette's scythe, and he, defeated and closer to the window near the cliff, fell himself and died. Paul, as he looked at him perished, then said to Lizette:
"That's the last of them, for all of our enemies are perished by the avenging hands of the peasants."

The entire capital was in flames as the battle ended. There Lizette and Paul, as well as the army of peasants sought the entire capital sought the entire place ravaged as flames continue burn, scattered corpses, as well as blood flow staining on its path. And so was outside, as the field were stained both the peasant and the enemy's blood. Lizette, upon staring it, then said to Paul:
"All of my life this is my dream, to end the era of oppression what the tsar made against us."
"True." Paul said. "And this is the time when an endless dream must hatch from its egg to become a reality."

And the peasants rejoiced as they raised their weapon on air, waving the flag of their struggle in the palace once lived the tsar who oppressed them for years; there the young nobleman Paul became tsar, and at the same time ordered to create a duma out of peasant and craftsmen representatives from each town; there he ordered to rebuild the capital, and emancipating the serfs and peasants by decree; Lizette, upon hearing every decree given by the new tsar, then said to him:
"Its good that you changed a tsardom, our realm."
"Thank you." Paul said. "Do you want to become my tsarina?"
And Lizette replied:
"I don't know; at first I need to help the peasants in our community there."
Paul then laughed and he said:
"Well... I can help you-as me."

Weeks passed, the entire tsardom was rebuilt; there Paul, now as a tsar, instituted long term reforms in his realm. There he convened a duma of peasants and guildsmen from each region, emancipated the entire peasantry by decree, given farms for them to till, as well as communes and guilds for them to be organized, Lizette, still a peasant working in the fields, continued working with a scythe in her hand until...

As she finished harvesting the grain, Lizette then returned to her cottage, upon entering her place, he sought Paul and asked:
"Why are you here?"
"Me?" Paul said. "Well...I am here just to ask something."
"What?" Lizette said.
Then Paul approached her, grabbed by the hand and gave something.
"What is this?" Lizette said.
And Paul replied:
"Open it, and you will be amazed."
Lizette then opened it and Voila! A beautiful silver ring; there he said:
"Will you accept this ring and you as my wife?"
"I do." Lizette said. "And I am willing to do both as a tsarina and as your wife."
Then Paul bowed to her and spoke:
"In my hands, I hath offered myself as your spouse."
And thus,
The two embraced and kissed together; as Lizette then wore the ring what Paul gave to her by the new tsar, also the man whom she admired and loved; while Paul felt the kiss coming from a peasant girl who met a young nobleman now a ruler of a vast tsardom.

The next day,
Paul, in his room of the newly rebuilt palace, looked at the shining moon from the window. There he simply wrote a poem in his desk, writing it in remembrance of the maiden he loved, reminiscent of what the famed Suleiman that he even made a version of it:

"Throne of my lonely niche,
my wealth,
my love,
my moonlight.

My most sincere friend,
my confidant,
my very existence,
my tsarina,
and my one only love.

The most beautiful
among the beautiful maidens
I ever met
in my entire life

My springtime,
my merry faced beloved one,
my summer,
my sweetheart,
my winter,
my snow flake.

my sickle,
my hammer,
my foundry and my field
my paper
my pen
my desk where I could think and show

My plants,
my sweet lily,
my red rose,
Blooming from the finest soil
The one that ease my pain in this world

My woman of the beautiful hair,
my love of the slanted brow,
my love of eyes full of mischief,
I'll sing your praises always,
I, lover of the tormented heart,
with eyes full of tears,
I am happy."

While writing it, he simply think of Lizette, and as he continue writing it, tears fell from his eyes. Lizette, at that time, was also staring at the moonlight though the window. In the table, with the rose in hand and with the paper on the other, she wrote a finely made poem in memory of the man he met and love:

"As I look at him, he reminds of a red rose
Blooming in a garden with fine fertile soil
Finely picked amongst the beautiful flowers
That in my entire life I tried and found.

Once with the sickle in my hand
And today with a rose
There I tried and think
To say about the man I have love

I tried to think and say about this
But despite of thinking him I can't say through
But as I remember the features, strength and the kindness
There I hath spoke some word to remember him pure

And as the moonlight as its witness
These are the words I hath describe of him
And the rest will be my affirmation
That the man I hath met is the man that I love."

The next day,
In the garden of the summer palace, the two then met again; Paul, as he sought the maiden Lizette wearing a white gown and said:
"Do you remember me wearing this gown?"
Then Paul replied:
"I remember it, and you look nicer than before."
Lizette then smiled and said:
"Yes." Paul said. "For you are a living lily of my heart."
Along with a smile.
And with a string quartet, the two again danced to the music as the flowers continued blooming along the garden's path.

And after a month of mutual understanding and of amicable friendship; Paul and Lizette, with the sky, nature and people as its witness, were married in the old summer palace. Roses and lilies were in full bloom as the maiden marched whilst the groom awaited; and with the choir sung the first poem for the maiden, many people stared at her in its fine white gown and a bouquet of lilies and red roses; Paul smiled as he stared at her, making the event memorable in their lives.

There the two hath exchanged their rings, wearing crowns, veil and cord; and even had their hands where their rings wore in their fingers then tied together with a cloth while the other, have their fist raised and swore:

“I offer my life to you always
And I will always remember
My love and loyalty to you
Forever and ever.

And I will also offer to god, to country and to my people
Our deepest love, unity, and sympathy,
In spite of sacrifices and hardships we used to be
And thus we promise
Our ambition as couples
Together as one
To the fullest extent of our lives
Forever and ever.”

Many people were rejoiced as Lizette and Paul became husband and wife; and thus, the two; being a joint couple of the crown, lived, same as with the tsardom in peace, for long.

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