Post by ladybarbossa on Jan 29, 2013 15:15:21 GMT -5
T'was that time of year once again for Lovers to pay a deeper attention to one another. Despite her love was towards two men, she wanted to show Raoul how much she still cared for him. It was utterly impossible for her to let either one goes. She adored them both for various reasons despite how much either man wanted her to give up the other. She simply could not do that.
That morning she woke and meandered to the kitchen half-dressed to obtain a little something for Raoul to wake him and show her appreciation of him. Despite the strained years, she still did her best to be his best friend and Wife. He was so dear to her. Oh, those memories from their childhood kept her near him. How sweet he was, kind and chivalrous. She knew who he was and she would not give up on him.
She did not plan the day but would see where it would leave them both. At least she had a couple of treats for him. As she set upon the table 2 glasses of orange juice and 2 small quiches with settings and a small vase with a couple sprigs of evergreen with a red ribbon tied around them in reflection of her red scarf that he rescued from the sea.
Covering the quiches, she then darted back to her room, finished grooming and dressing before she made her way to her Husband's suite. A sigh as she arrived and missed being near him at times. It was difficult to sort her feelings at times with both of the men she loved.
Knocking up his door.. a pause... another knock, "Raoul? Raoul, darling?"
That morning she woke and meandered to the kitchen half-dressed to obtain a little something for Raoul to wake him and show her appreciation of him. Despite the strained years, she still did her best to be his best friend and Wife. He was so dear to her. Oh, those memories from their childhood kept her near him. How sweet he was, kind and chivalrous. She knew who he was and she would not give up on him.
She did not plan the day but would see where it would leave them both. At least she had a couple of treats for him. As she set upon the table 2 glasses of orange juice and 2 small quiches with settings and a small vase with a couple sprigs of evergreen with a red ribbon tied around them in reflection of her red scarf that he rescued from the sea.
Covering the quiches, she then darted back to her room, finished grooming and dressing before she made her way to her Husband's suite. A sigh as she arrived and missed being near him at times. It was difficult to sort her feelings at times with both of the men she loved.
Knocking up his door.. a pause... another knock, "Raoul? Raoul, darling?"
