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There was silence. There was a note tied to the cloth.
"It was fun there," she said dreamily. "The dancing and lights and people.'
Eliza looked up, her expression brightening. "Of course, dear. Don't worry."
There was something on the table, wrapped in cloth.
She ran her hand through his hair. "I want to see firework again."
She sighed, taking the seat. "Same as usual, I suppose."
(Yoop!)
She smiled. "Remember when we went to Urela?"
He glanced back. "Hey, ma," he said warmly, turning to give her a hug. "Was the trip okay?" "It was just fine."
She went to the bedroom, going to get ready for the market.
She nodded brightly. "Rulers of the land!"
"I don't mind," she replied. "At least you're married!"
She watched him go, her eyes gentle.
She nodded, placing his on his head. "Lovely!"
She smiled. "I still can't believe it. Parents, huh?"
She kissed his cheek. "I love you too."
She watched him. His eyes may have been cold and calculating, but hers, however were a sunny blue, like the sky at a park in the summer. "Flower...
"Well.. I'm not surprised."
She nodded. "Okay. I'll see you soon."
She leaned down to kiss him, starting another.
