Notebook entry on 1st August 2006: A romantic dream
This night I had a very “real” and life-like dream about a girl of 16 – 17 years, she was probably a princess, who came from a foreign country to marry the Crown Prince of another country.
The Crown Prince’ name was Frederic, I don’t know the girl/princess’ name because in the dream I was her, most of the time – but I could still tell what Frederic and some of the other characters were thinking.
The Princess came to this large Royal palace and she was betrothed to the Crown Prince Frederic who was a bit older, perhaps around 25 years.
She didn’t want to marry Frederic because she had never met him and she thought she was in love with her childhood friend Carl, with whom she had grown up. Carl came from a poorer background and had no fortunes of his own. He was part of the party of people that the Princess brought with her to this foreign country. There was also a very young girl, perhaps 8 or 9 years old, who was the handmaid of the Princess.
After they arrived at the Royal Palace and the Princess with her friend and servants had been installed at a smaller guest palace, she and Carl made plans on how they were to escape, with some of the fortunes of the palace without the Princess having to marry the Crown Prince Frederic.
The days passed and the Princess spent most of her time with Carl, nothing improper happening between them, just hanging out like friends and talking about how life would be when they got away from it all.
Frederic, the Crown Prince, who really was not a bad man, got very frustrated by this. He wanted to learn to know the Princess and for her to know him, because he was sure that she would feel better about the marriage when she got to know him. He didn’t even want to set a date for the wedding before they had come to know each other and both agreed on the wedding.
The King saw the Crown Prince’ frustration on never getting the chance to be alone with his fiancée, and he made a plan. Early one morning he had his servants wake Carl up and tell him that His Majesty the King wanted him to come hunting with him that day since the King had heard that Carl loved hunting, which was true, and Carl couldn’t very well refuse the King. So before the Princess awoke, Carl rode out with the King and his hunting party.
This morning Frederic brought a picnic basket to the Princess’ small palace, and entered her room while she was still sleeping. He put the food and the wine on the table and he woke her by touching her cheek ever so gently and speaking softly to her. He said he thought it was about time they got to know each other and asked if she would have breakfast with him. She could not deny him this so he swept her up in her blankets and carried her to a large sofa beside the table by a fireplace with a bear skin on the floor.
That day they spent in each other’s company, talking, eating and drinking wine. Frederic was a very good listener and he found that he had much in common with the Princess as she was very intelligent and very well educated (her father had insisted that his only daughter should also be taught everything she wanted to). The Princess had never before met a man who was so much a man, would woo her like Frederic did, and listen to her like he did without interrupting her and who seemed kind and really interested in her well being. She thought about her relationship with Carl, how that felt safe and comfortable, but never exciting, and how they would argue like siblings over everything and how he would often interrupt her when she talked because that was how the relationship was between them.
During the day Frederic also told her that Carl was out hunting with the King and that the hunting party would be staying overnight at a far away hunting cabin. He also said that he didn’t go with them because he hated hunting and killing, which made the Princess like him even more because she didn’t like that either and had never appreciated Carl’s love for hunting.
In the afternoon Frederic felt the time was right and so he leaned over and kissed her, and the Princess immediately felt her knees go weak and her heart miss a beat. She had gradually fallen in love with Frederic that day without realizing it herself, and this, her very first real kiss made her completely sold. Frederic lifted her up and carried her to the bed where they made love and Frederic got the confirmation that she was, as he thought, still a virgin. It was of course really not proper and according to etiquette that they had sex before marriage, but Frederic felt that he had somehow to make her “his” before her friend returned from the hunting trip.
That night Frederic stayed with the Princess and they made love over and over again. In the middle of the night Frederic asked her if she would marry him and agree to have the wedding in 3 days. He said he wanted to be sure there was no scandal if their night together would lead to her becoming pregnant. She said yes.
The next morning while they were still in bed he had the servants carry in a big bathtub and fill it with warm water. They were still snuggling under the blankets; he was kind of keeping her sheltered from the servants because he knew she was never really comfortable with having them in her room which was also the reason why she would only keep one really young handmaid. He had ever intention to be honourable and just lie in the bed talking with her, while all the servants were going back and forth with water for the bathtub, but he wanted her so much and at some point he couldn’t control himself so he seduced her quietly under the blankets with the servants in the room (after all HE had never cared if the servants were around or not, he just did not notice them). As chance had it, while they made love, the hunting party returned and Carl ran directly to the Princess’ room as always. He found the door open because of the servants going back and forth. He entered the room, heard the sounds from the bed, saw the back of Frederic’s head and immediately understood what had happened. He fled from the scene, knowing that he had lost her.
Later that day Frederic asked the Princess to move up to the Royal Palace, to his room, because he didn’t want to be away from her anymore. She agreed, leaving her childhood friend Carl alone with some of the servants in the smaller guest Palace.
That was my dream and I am pretty sure I know where the inspiration came from; it must have been from yesterday’s visit to the “Eremitage” – all the processes started in my head. And a truly beautiful love story it was too, maybe I’ll write it some day – maybe it will even turn into that BIG love story novel that I have always wanted to write?
The Crown Prince’ name was Frederic, I don’t know the girl/princess’ name because in the dream I was her, most of the time – but I could still tell what Frederic and some of the other characters were thinking.
The Princess came to this large Royal palace and she was betrothed to the Crown Prince Frederic who was a bit older, perhaps around 25 years.
She didn’t want to marry Frederic because she had never met him and she thought she was in love with her childhood friend Carl, with whom she had grown up. Carl came from a poorer background and had no fortunes of his own. He was part of the party of people that the Princess brought with her to this foreign country. There was also a very young girl, perhaps 8 or 9 years old, who was the handmaid of the Princess.
After they arrived at the Royal Palace and the Princess with her friend and servants had been installed at a smaller guest palace, she and Carl made plans on how they were to escape, with some of the fortunes of the palace without the Princess having to marry the Crown Prince Frederic.
The days passed and the Princess spent most of her time with Carl, nothing improper happening between them, just hanging out like friends and talking about how life would be when they got away from it all.
Frederic, the Crown Prince, who really was not a bad man, got very frustrated by this. He wanted to learn to know the Princess and for her to know him, because he was sure that she would feel better about the marriage when she got to know him. He didn’t even want to set a date for the wedding before they had come to know each other and both agreed on the wedding.
The King saw the Crown Prince’ frustration on never getting the chance to be alone with his fiancée, and he made a plan. Early one morning he had his servants wake Carl up and tell him that His Majesty the King wanted him to come hunting with him that day since the King had heard that Carl loved hunting, which was true, and Carl couldn’t very well refuse the King. So before the Princess awoke, Carl rode out with the King and his hunting party.
This morning Frederic brought a picnic basket to the Princess’ small palace, and entered her room while she was still sleeping. He put the food and the wine on the table and he woke her by touching her cheek ever so gently and speaking softly to her. He said he thought it was about time they got to know each other and asked if she would have breakfast with him. She could not deny him this so he swept her up in her blankets and carried her to a large sofa beside the table by a fireplace with a bear skin on the floor.
That day they spent in each other’s company, talking, eating and drinking wine. Frederic was a very good listener and he found that he had much in common with the Princess as she was very intelligent and very well educated (her father had insisted that his only daughter should also be taught everything she wanted to). The Princess had never before met a man who was so much a man, would woo her like Frederic did, and listen to her like he did without interrupting her and who seemed kind and really interested in her well being. She thought about her relationship with Carl, how that felt safe and comfortable, but never exciting, and how they would argue like siblings over everything and how he would often interrupt her when she talked because that was how the relationship was between them.
During the day Frederic also told her that Carl was out hunting with the King and that the hunting party would be staying overnight at a far away hunting cabin. He also said that he didn’t go with them because he hated hunting and killing, which made the Princess like him even more because she didn’t like that either and had never appreciated Carl’s love for hunting.
In the afternoon Frederic felt the time was right and so he leaned over and kissed her, and the Princess immediately felt her knees go weak and her heart miss a beat. She had gradually fallen in love with Frederic that day without realizing it herself, and this, her very first real kiss made her completely sold. Frederic lifted her up and carried her to the bed where they made love and Frederic got the confirmation that she was, as he thought, still a virgin. It was of course really not proper and according to etiquette that they had sex before marriage, but Frederic felt that he had somehow to make her “his” before her friend returned from the hunting trip.
That night Frederic stayed with the Princess and they made love over and over again. In the middle of the night Frederic asked her if she would marry him and agree to have the wedding in 3 days. He said he wanted to be sure there was no scandal if their night together would lead to her becoming pregnant. She said yes.
The next morning while they were still in bed he had the servants carry in a big bathtub and fill it with warm water. They were still snuggling under the blankets; he was kind of keeping her sheltered from the servants because he knew she was never really comfortable with having them in her room which was also the reason why she would only keep one really young handmaid. He had ever intention to be honourable and just lie in the bed talking with her, while all the servants were going back and forth with water for the bathtub, but he wanted her so much and at some point he couldn’t control himself so he seduced her quietly under the blankets with the servants in the room (after all HE had never cared if the servants were around or not, he just did not notice them). As chance had it, while they made love, the hunting party returned and Carl ran directly to the Princess’ room as always. He found the door open because of the servants going back and forth. He entered the room, heard the sounds from the bed, saw the back of Frederic’s head and immediately understood what had happened. He fled from the scene, knowing that he had lost her.
Later that day Frederic asked the Princess to move up to the Royal Palace, to his room, because he didn’t want to be away from her anymore. She agreed, leaving her childhood friend Carl alone with some of the servants in the smaller guest Palace.
That was my dream and I am pretty sure I know where the inspiration came from; it must have been from yesterday’s visit to the “Eremitage” – all the processes started in my head. And a truly beautiful love story it was too, maybe I’ll write it some day – maybe it will even turn into that BIG love story novel that I have always wanted to write?
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