the Tale of Sir Isaac

lycanthropelahey:

iamthefirechild:

She squeaked slightly, in surprise. Looking up at him, she coloured more deeply, left a little breathless by his intent declaration. “I love you, too,” she whispered finally.

“Always.” He grinned and nuzzled their noses together, smiling against her reddened cheeks as he rocked her gently in his arms. “Did I surprise you or something there? You look quite shocked.”

“I-I haven’t been — no one here touches me except m-my maid. I didn’t expect it.” Disdaining the beauty of the dress, she slipped off the bench and into his arms more fully. “I had forgotten what it feels like, having your arms around me. How safe I feel.” With a little sigh, she laid her head on his chest.

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