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PART 10

    Everything was finally as it should be. As it should’ve always been. John Rolfe had been banished from her tribe and forced to go back to London. John Smith promised Pocahontas that he would always stay with her and never leave her again. She made the same promise to him. Their lives, their hearts, their souls had become one, never to part again.
    When he looked into her eyes and held her in his arms, he felt warmth that he never felt elsewhere. He felt l’amour that he never thought was possible. When she looked into his eyes and was held in his arms, she felt safer than she did elsewhere. She felt l’amour that she always secretly dreamed for.
    They held each other, ever so tightly and close together that it seemed their hearts could almost be touching.
    “John” Pocahontas wept. “I was so frightened that I was going to lose toi forever.”
    “No,” he whispered. “When I told toi I would always be with you, I meant it.”
    “I know toi did, but it scared me to think that toi could’ve died and it was my fault again.”
    “Pocahontas, I told toi once and I’ll tell toi everyday for as long we both shall live. I’d rather die tomorrow than live a hundred years without knowing you.”
    “Oh John,” Pocahontas tightened her grip on him.
    “Pocahontas,” John said. “Promise me something.”
    “Yes,” she said. “Anything.”
    “If I shall ever come close to death again, don’t be a hero. Don’t try to save me. Don’t put your life in danger. If toi die, trying to save me, my soul will die with you.”
    “John,” Pocahontas stared at him. “I can’t let toi die. I had to save toi and if anything ever happens again, I will always jump in front of the bullet for you. I have to save you.”
    “You already have saved me, in plus ways than toi will ever know.”
    He tenderly grabbed onto her face and brought her lips to his. They shared a passionate, affectionate Kiss that brought tears of joy to her eyes.
    “Pocahontas,” He smiled. “I talked to your father.”
    “Oh?” she said.
    “He a dit yes.”
    “Yes?”
    “In fact he a dit nothing would make him happier.”
    “What would?”
    John gently moved Pocahontas out of his grasp. He put one knee to the ground and placed Pocahontas’s hand in his.
    “Pocahontas, my love,” he started. “You are my best friend, my soul mate, my heart. You’re everything I will ever need and everything I always wanted. If toi spend the rest of your life with me, I promise to spend the rest of my life making toi feel as happy as I do when I’m with you. Marry me?”
    There was no other word that came to her mind, but “Yes!”
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    The spirits knew the jour was good, for two souls would be eternally joined. The cœur, coeur of every member in the tribe rejoiced. Pocahontas’s father stood par John Smith.
    “I’m proud to give my daughter to you, but before I do, there’s something toi must know.”
    “Yes sir.” John respectively said.
    “I was enough for her not long ago, I was her number one, she told me so. And she still means the world to me, just so toi know so be careful when toi hold my girl. Time changes everything, Life must go on and I'm not gonna stand in your way, but I loved her first and I held her first. And a place in my cœur, coeur will always be hers. From the first breath she breathed, when she first smiled at me, I knew the l’amour of a father runs deep and I prayed that she'd find toi someday, but it still hard to give her away. toi take care of her.”
    “I will do right par her. I’ve never loved another like I l’amour her. I promise to always be with her sir.”    
    “I know toi will, son.”
    The great Chief Powhatan and John Smith shared a hug. He was welcomed into their tribe and into their family.
Pocahontas was alone in her tent, her cœur, coeur was prepared and glad for the occasion.
    “Pocahontas.”
    She turned at the sound of her father’s voice. He smiled at her with joy. In his hand was her mother’s blue necklace.
    “At long last, your mother’s dream has come true.”
    Pocahontas turned around and let her father place the collier around her neck. She turned once more, to face her father.
    “My dream has also come true. John Smith is a good man. I have faith he will make a good husband and bring much joy to your heart.”
    “He will, father. We both l’amour each other very much.”
    “Your mother and I were married on this day.” He smiled.
    “You mean—”
    “Yes,” he said. “This is the anniversary of my wedding with your mother. There could be no better jour than this.”
    She cried with joy as she embraced her father with a loving hug.
    “I always prayed this jour would come, but it’s still hard to give toi away.”
    “I l’amour you.”
    “I l’amour you, my daughter.”
    The time was here. The tribe stood and watched as they walked down the aisle. John Smith stood at the end and watched her with pride, joy, and love. Pocahontas smiled at him with blissful love.
    “How could that beautiful woman be walking to me?” He thought.
    Soon she was par his side and all the world was at peace as they stood beneath the willow. Grandmother Willow watched the two souls that would soon be joined together. Kekata stood in front of them, prepared to rejoindre them. They spoke their vows.
    “Pocahontas,” John began. “When I was a kid, my mother told me that I must be worthy of l’amour to attain it. I never thought I was worthy, because I never knew what l’amour was ou how to attain it, until I met you. toi make me feel worthy of love. toi have saved me in plus ways than anyone can imagine. Your l’amour has even brought me to God. I know God exists because only He could create an Angel so beautiful and so wonderful to have made me feel worthy of not only love, but of your love, which is so much plus than just love.”    
    “John,” Pocahontas spoke. “When I look at you, I see so much plus than what’s on the outside. I see your soul and I know you’re worthy of love, because toi have made me worthy of love. What toi have done for me is so much plus than anyone could ever do for me. toi have loved me and now I know toi always will. When I was a child, my mother told me something as well. She a dit ‘when l’amour comes so strongly, it lives in your soul and it becomes your life.’ John, toi are my soul and my life, toi are everything to me. I promise to always l’amour you.”
    They stared into each other’s eyes, content on staying that way forever.
    “Oh great spirit of the earth,” Kekata said. “Make of their vows, one vow. Make of their lives, one life. Make of their hearts, one heart. Make of their souls, one soul. In the presence of the tribe, the earth and the holy spirit, may these two loves become one love. John, toi may now Kiss the bride.”
    Their lips tenderly beat with the same l’amour their hearts beat with. John held his wife so close to him, never wanting to let go. Pocahontas held onto her husband, never wanting him to let go. Their l’amour had been eternally found again.


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