– WHERE MY HEART IS

ophèlie’s head broke the water , hair falling back into a mess of wet curls ; the pool had been her refuge since she had gotten here. calm waves hit her skin , pushing her towards shore , onto the beach. a figure caught her attention , her lips curving into a bright welcoming smile. “ you should get into the water. it feels amazing. ”

her sandals in her hands, marigold was walking by the beach. it was such a beautiful day ( & so different from RAINY london ). she heard the small french accent and turned her head towards the princess. ‘’ i don’t think it would be a good IDEA. i have to go back to work.’’ 

“Have you gotten a girl pregnant yet?” Rosie asked, running up to the person who just turned the corner, but stopped seeing it wasn’t Vincenzo. She laughed, because that was how she always greeted him because she wanted more people between her and the throne of Italy. 

“I’m sorry, truly. I thought you were Vincenzo,” she giggled and shrugged, not thinking too much of it.

marigold stopped dead in her tracks as soon as she heard the voice. her own laundry batch in her arms. ‘’ i don’t think i have. although, it’d be almost impossible since you know..’’ she trailed off with a small smile. ‘’ yeah, i’m definitely not the next king of italy. sorry to DISAPPOINT.’’ 

“you know, i can understand why they say ‘you never know how much you love something until it’s gone’. i haven’t had the chance to watch ‘emmerdale’ ever since we got here and it’s eating me alive.”, erik said, adding a quite overdramatic sigh, “i’m not kidding, i’m actually near a mental breakdown right now. damn you, addictive british soap-operas.”

“ as much as i enjoy being able to lounge on the beach all day while dousing myself in spf fifty, i really do miss being in scotland. i’ve tried to get someone to make me proper haggis and proper shortbread, but no one’s really managed to get the right flavour down yet. — one more month and i’m actually going to start to look for ways to get it shipped in. does amazon fresh deliver here? ”

‘’ believe me when i say i’m N O T used to this much sun! where’s the rain for god sakes!?’’ mary joked while shielding her eyes from the BURNING sun. ‘’ i always end up forgetting to put sunscreen anyways. thank god i’m not RED as a shrimp ( unlike some other staff i’ve seen around. )’’ a smirk made its way on her lips. ‘’ i can TRY? but i’ll need your expertise on the scottish cuisine.’’ she placed her hands on her hips. ‘’ i –– don’t think so, no.’’ 

        “ all i can think about are those stories where a group of people are isolated from the rest of the world and they go mad and start … ” silvia trails off, not wanting to describe cannibalism. “ doing really gross things. i know it’s probably a little far fetched but you don’t think that will happen here, do you? ”