𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃

"has the day turned out quite well for yourself or are you still on the hunt for something more?"

❝ truly the day has been lovely. ❞ the woman admits with a grin, ❝ but i don't believe i am never not on the hunt for something more, and what of you ? ❞

brows piqued in interest at the blush that spread across his features, a smile while sweet filled with mirth. ❝ and why would you do such a thing ? ❞ she flirts easily. ❝ denying the ladies of the ton your company ? ❞

blinking for a moment he could feel his head turning on it's own accord at the musical sound of her voice. he couldn't stop the soft smile from crossing his lips as he sat there for a moment just to take in the sight of her. "simply wondering what the future will bring," his voice soft as he let his head back, his ankles crossed together. "no you do not need to use your vicious words to put anyone in their place," he chuckled before holding his hand in her direction, "besides i can think of better uses for that wicked mouth of yours," christopher jested.

❝ and pray tell, my sweet husband, what is it you desire the future to bring ? ❞ she speaks as she gazes upon him, his features relaxed with only a gesture of his hand in her direction, certainly enough invitation for her to take the offered hand, moving until she had perched herself across his lap, fingers of her free hand sweeping a lock of hair from his face. ❝ such a pity, but i am curious to know what your mind can conjure up. ❞ she teases, though she knew very well what wicked thoughts could come from such a man.

❝ your pleasantries are appreciated.  ❞ he responded, a smile gracing his lips. he had not experienced the british ton, but was pleasantly surprised.  ❝  not at of yet, but i am sure time will tell , if they are as gracious as you, then i am sure i will be well looked after.  ❞ he smirked, an amused grin on his lips.

❝     i  am  not  sure  if  they  are  all  as     gracious    as  me.     ❞     she  jest  with  a  kind  smile,     arms  easily  settling  behind  her  back.     ❝     though  i’d  be  more  than  happy  to  show  you  around,     at  least  to  ensure  you’re  well  looked  after  until  the  next  comes  along.    ❞

with a soft sigh he could feel his head tipping up, his lips curling into the softest grin as he took in his wife. "there are many baskets that have caught my interest, it is a tempting cause," he mused as he let his hands reach forward to grip her hips lightly. "and what of you, darling? any that have caught yours?"

fingers thread through the final button, dark eyes peering back on her husbands with an easy smile. ❝ tempting indeed. ❞ she admits with ease. ❝ oh i could pick a few, they are all very . . . tempting. ❞

           ❝  i  am  new  yes  ,  i  am  from  turkey  so  the  surroundings  are  entirely  new  to  me.  ❞  she  smiled  widely  at  the  brunette  beauty ,  head  tilting  to  the  side.   ❝  it  is  rather  daunting.  ❞  

❝     then  it  is  a  pleasure  to  be  one  of  the  ones  to  welcome  you  to  the  ton,     ❞     anastasia  practically  beams  at  the  new  woman,     ❝     turkey,     goodness,     i  am  certainly  your  travels  were  kind  to  you  ?     ❞      having  been  apart  of  the  season  many  years  now,     she’d  managed  to  meet  an  awful  lot  of  travellers,     to  broaden  her  prospects  her  mother  would  once  say,     now  that  wasn’t  an  issue,     anastasia   had  always  been,     and  most  likely  always  will  be,     a  people  pleaser.     ❝     i  can  assure  as  overwhelming  as  it  appears,     most  of  the  people  are  kind  and  would  welcome  you,     i  could  introduce  you,     if  you  like  ?     ❞

     She had taken situ in the local garden, wishing for some fresh air. Her guard, not too far away remained stood close-by, making her eyes roll. “oturmak.” She told them, watching as they moved further away, seated and less formal, giving her a small amount of privacy to converse. “Are you new to London, also?” She queried, a smile on her lips.

was  she  new  to  london,     certainly  not.     she’d  lived  in  town  for  all  her  life,     she’d  grown  up  here  and  truly  had  no  desire  to  leave,     it  was  her  home.     ❝     good  heavens  no,     i’ve  been  here  all  my  life.     i  take  it  you’ve  travelled  a  fair  bit  ?     ❞

though she required no assistance from anyone, and though her finger encircled a ring, proudly worn, anastasia was certainly a woman not to be contained, for their was always more love to give and thankfully, her husband was of much the same thought. ❝ perhaps i have come to convince you to dance, ❞ she flirted with ease, ❝ after all you look terribly lonely over here. ❞

anastasia had always been a tall girl, certainly something she prided herself on, so it was no quarrel on her behalf to reach above the struggling dame in order to fetch the book. ❝ oh, no worries, it's the least i can do. ❞

a sweet smile, like sugared berries spreads across her mouth at his words, she surely wasn't lost, after all she had attended many parties in her time in the ton and was no stranger to the halls of lord and lady astonbery. ❝ do you often speak more when you're nervous ? ❞ anastasia questioned lightly, playfully almost.

       he was exhausted , but persevered in decencies with ton members  ❝ My journey was quite fine, thank you , but i am certainly happy to have arrived.  ❞ The travel was long, and yet he had duties to attend to. He did not often receive time to rest as a prince, often trying to appeal to members of the ton, within a season of which he wished to wed.

with  hair  a  tangle  of  woven  flowers,     head  is  bowed  politely,     after  all  she  had  been  a  polite  young  thing,     especially  in  the  company  of  royalty.     ❝     i  am  much  pleased  to  here  your  journeys  were  safe.     ❞      anastasia  responded  warmly,     lips  pulling  back  in  a  sweet  smile.     ❝     have  you  seen  much  of  the  ton  yet  ?     ❞