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Once again, they met. He crossed the floor as though drawn to her by some thread of nature itself. Upon reaching her side, beyond the notice of other guests. Taking her delicate hand.
"You are quite radiant this evening, my lady."
@PIL_Alysia A silk fan from France, its white fabric carefully chosen to complement any occasion and suit whatever attire the lady may wish to wear, adorned with delicate embroidery.
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14.30, Tecaron, Starlingford's residence. @PIL_Alysia
Packages rested within his steady arms as Theodore stepped out of his carriage, humbly paying his old friend a visit. As in the older days, his friendship with Allen remained amiable. +
@PIL_Alysia With the confidence of one long accustomed to decisive gestures, he lowered himself to one knee before her. To presume a seat beside her uninvited would be crude. From within his coat, he presented a small, rectangular wooden box, and held it out to Alysia.
"For you, my lady."
@PIL_Alysia "Though I ought not to say so, there is a certain...delight in our private discourse I cannot dismiss"
He uttered softly, longingly even. His gaze did not stray else where.
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As we glided through the room, our surrounding faded into silence.
There remained only her, utterly arresting, as though the world had narrowed to the quiet thrill of her nearness.
And in that moment, I wished the dance might never end.
When the silhouette of Alysia appeared in the courtyard, he slowly approached and jested softly.
“The manor is rather dim today, apparently, all the light is with you.”
@PIL_Alysia
Gardens and hallways echoed with the sounds of their childhood.
While his dear friend admired the finely engraved pocket watch he had gifted, Theodore’s wandering steps sought the presence of someone he had longed to meet. +