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Autumn breeze whipped softly against the ladies face, as she sat upon the grassy floor, lithe fingers twining small flowers back and forth in an attempt to make a crown. She had been trying to enjoy the last bits of warmth this time of year brought, considering that soon winter would arrive and warmth would be lost once again.

So invested in her little project was she in, that Elizabeth did not even register the sound of crunching feet against fallen leaves, nor the slight cough that was given by the Lord it belonged to. But soon she would see him, and know of his presence; that was for sure.

Just as she had plucked another minuscule flower from the ground, arms were wrapped around the small form of her waist, causing the blonde to squeak in surprise and jump ever so slightly. And without warning she was pulled up from said ground, flung over the shoulder of someone, and carted away to some unknown destination.

And though a lady would typically call out for help in a situation such as this, when Elizabeth got a closer look at the back of her kidnapper's clothing, a squeal of delight left her lips as she held onto her fiancé tightly.

A whisper of a sigha flutter of eyelids.Oh how his touch felt so beautiful, so right.Even if it was just his fingers,running through her golden hair,this meager touch pleased Elizabeth so.Though she hid such pleasure,with a giggle,a blush, and a wide grin.

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