Thon\u00eb se n\u00eb net\u00ebt kur era zbret nga Dukagjini, d\u00ebgjohet nj\u00eb z\u00eb gruaje q\u00eb i flet h\u00ebn\u00ebs: -O h\u00ebn\u00eb e net\u00ebve t\u00eb bardha, d\u00ebgjoje z\u00ebrin tim!Jam un\u00eb Jerina, bija e Dushman\u00ebve.Princesha q\u00eb dashuroi m\u00eb shum\u00eb se \u00e7\u2019mund t\u00eb duroj\u00eb jeta. Zemra ime \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb varr ku prehet nj\u00eb em\u00ebr i vet\u00ebm: Lek\u00eb Zaharia! Dhe un\u00eb, e “Bukura e Dheut”, si m\u00eb th\u00ebrrasin t\u00eb gjith\u00eb, jam hija e nj\u00eb dashurie q\u00eb nuk u la t\u00eb jetoj\u00eb. Liqeni i Shkodr\u00ebs ende flinte n\u00eb gjumin e nat\u00ebs. N\u00eb aj\u00ebr ndjehej fryma e jet\u00ebs q\u00eb do zgjohej s\u00eb shpejti. At\u00eb dit\u00eb pash\u00eb p\u00ebr her\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00eb Lek\u00eb Zaharin\u00eb. Nuk ishte thjesht burr\u00eb. Ishte si nj\u00eb \u00ebnd\u00ebrr e prer\u00eb me drit\u00eb, me shikim q\u00eb t\u00eb digjte e t\u00eb bekonte n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjtin \u00e7ast. Kur kali i tij preku hijen time, u duk sikur toka u drodh, dhe zemra ime, e rritur mes heshtjes s\u00eb mureve t\u00eb k\u00ebshtjell\u00ebs, njohu nj\u00eb tingull t\u00eb ri: Dashurin\u00eb! Ai foli pak, por \u00e7do fjal\u00eb ishte si gj\u00ebmim i \u00ebmb\u00ebl.N\u00eb syt\u00eb e tij pash\u00eb mallin dhe dashurin\u00eb e pafund. Nga ajo dit\u00eb, ti h\u00ebna ime e bukur, do t\u00eb m\u00eb sillje \u00e7do nat\u00eb kujtimin e tij.Fytyr\u00ebn e tij. Z\u00ebrin q\u00eb s\u2019e d\u00ebgjoja m\u00eb, por q\u00eb m\u00eb th\u00ebrriste brenda shpirtit. Dhe un\u00eb, bij\u00eb princ\u00ebrore, q\u00eb kisha m\u00ebsuar t\u00eb hesht, fillova t\u00eb digjem n\u00eb heshtje. Dashuria, kur vjen nga qielli, s\u2019pyet p\u00ebr k\u00ebshtjella, p\u00ebr nder apo p\u00ebr gjak. Ajo digjet dhe ndri\u00e7on, si ylli q\u00eb bie, por s\u2019e shuan askush. Net\u00ebt ran\u00eb t\u00eb gjata mbi liqen.Era vinte nga mali, e mbushur me klithma zogjsh dhe me arom\u00ebn e gjakut q\u00eb mbartin kufijt\u00eb e princ\u00ebrve. N\u00eb \u00e7do frym\u00eb t\u00eb ajrit, un\u00eb ndjeja emrin e tij: Lek\u00eb Zaharia! \u00c7do takim i fsheht\u00eb ishte nj\u00eb betim i heshtur.I shenjt\u00eb.Si ato q\u00eb b\u00ebhen n\u00eb altar pa d\u00ebshmitar\u00eb. Ai vinte si frym\u00eb! Un\u00eb vija si mall! N\u00eb syt\u00eb e tij ndjeja tronditjen e nj\u00eb burri q\u00eb sfidon gjith\u00e7ka.N\u00eb shpirtin tim ndjeja se kjo dashuri nuk do t\u00eb kishte kthim pas. \u201cJerina,\u201d m\u00eb tha nj\u00eb nat\u00eb, \u201cn\u00ebse bota s\u2019na do bashk\u00eb, le t\u00eb m\u00eb mallkoj\u00eb qielli. Un\u00eb nuk jetoj dot pa ty!\u201d Z\u00ebri i tij m\u00eb p\u00ebrv\u00ebloi zemr\u00ebn, si t\u00eb prekja me duar zjarrin.E pash\u00eb fatin tim n\u00eb at\u00eb flak\u00eb q\u00eb nuk do t\u00eb shuhej kurr\u00eb. Dashuria jon\u00eb ishte e fsheht\u00eb, sepse ishte e shenjt\u00eb. Ishte nj\u00eb koh\u00eb kur malet e Dukagjinit ishin d\u00ebshmitar\u00eb t\u00eb heshtur t\u00eb \u00e7do lufte, por asnj\u00eb nuk kishte par\u00eb nj\u00eb luft\u00eb kaq t\u00eb eg\u00ebr sa ajo q\u00eb shp\u00ebrtheu p\u00ebr dashurin\u00eb time. Dy marsi i vitit 1444\u2026Gjergj Kastrioti mblodhi n\u00eb kuvend princat arb\u00ebror\u00eb, n\u00eb katedralen e sh\u00ebn Kollit n\u00eb Lezh\u00eb. Im at\u00eb m\u00eb mori me vete. Syt\u00eb e nj\u00eb djaloshi m\u00eb shikonin vazhdimisht.Me ngulm! Ishte prinici Lek\u00eb Dukagjini. Ai m\u00eb donte v\u00ebrtet, po un\u00eb nuk mund t\u00eb jepja shpirtin tim tek ai. Zemra ime i takonte Lek\u00eb Zaharis\u00eb. Kjo e vuri Dukagjinin n\u00eb zjarr. Ai nuk mund t\u00eb pranonte humbjen. Krenaria e princit t\u00eb \u00e7artur u p\u00ebrzje me xhelozin\u00eb. Xhelozia u shnd\u00ebrrua n\u00eb nj\u00eb k\u00ebrc\u00ebnim q\u00eb sh\u00ebmbi gjith\u00e7ka. Lek\u00eb Zaharia ra tin\u00ebzisht n\u00eb prit\u00eb.Shpata e Lek\u00eb Dukagjinit shkundi tok\u00ebn e Matit, e cila n\u00eb gjirin e saj. \u00c7do nat\u00eb, lahuta e Lek\u00eb Dukagjinit k\u00ebndonte mbi male. Ndoshta k\u00ebrkonte falje p\u00ebr at\u00eb q\u00eb kishte b\u00ebr\u00eb. Por un\u00eb e dija se as falja, as fuqia, nuk do t\u00eb kthenin gjakun e Lek\u00ebs Zaharia. Kur m\u00eb erdhi koha, thash\u00eb vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb fjal\u00eb t\u00eb fundit: \u201cT\u00eb m\u00eb varrosni pran\u00eb tij, n\u00eb Mat! Toka e tij \u00ebsht\u00eb sht\u00ebpia ime e p\u00ebrjetshme! P\u00ebrjet\u00ebsisht i p\u00ebrkisja burrit q\u00eb dashuroja!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Thon\u00eb se n\u00eb net\u00ebt kur era zbret nga Dukagjini, d\u00ebgjohet nj\u00eb z\u00eb gruaje q\u00eb i flet h\u00ebn\u00ebs: -O h\u00ebn\u00eb e net\u00ebve t\u00eb bardha, d\u00ebgjoje z\u00ebrin tim!Jam un\u00eb Jerina, bija e Dushman\u00ebve.Princesha q\u00eb dashuroi m\u00eb shum\u00eb se \u00e7\u2019mund t\u00eb duroj\u00eb jeta. Zemra ime \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb varr ku prehet nj\u00eb em\u00ebr i vet\u00ebm: Lek\u00eb Zaharia! Dhe un\u00eb, […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":19243,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[44],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-19242","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","5":"has-post-thumbnail","7":"category-letersi"},"yoast_head":"\n