DEEA

Ecstasy came upon my belly, Edward has finished his feast upon my fig. He stood up from his kneeling position and groaned.

“Is thou pleased by my expertise?” he spoke with his breathy voice.

My nature's treasury pulsed from the goodness he delivered; words flew from my mouth like the wind:

“Thou stop that,” I said while giggling, William was chasing me around the dandelion field. Once he finally caught me he pinned me to the ground. I continued laughing but then stopped, realizing the serious look on his face, and finally I spoke: “If thou help me kill my father I’ll let thou see my ankles,” he sighed in distress to my proposal, he didn’t like my idea. He rolled off me and laid to my right. In the moment there was silence.

“Thou ankles are not worthy enough of such treason,” he muttered earnestly, I knew that there was a mischievous side behind those deep blue eyes that reminded me of blueberries, I just needed to find it. 

“ But… he is preventing our love for each other,” I said, whining.

“I know, but he is the king of all land. If thou killed thy father, thou would be cast as a witch and burned” he protested. Silence filled the fresh breeze again...