03. 29. 21
"Zion!" I call and carried him at my arms as soon as my sister gets inside the house.
"Glad you came!" I added in delightful to her.
I played his long and shiny hair, his rosy and chubby cheeks, his narrowing nose, his cutest chin, his little reddish fist, and toyed every cutest thing of him with a light snicker in my face. How I miss this baby so much!
"So what are you gonna tell me about your once upon a time?" My sister asked after putting his child down to play with his cousins.
"About what?"
"You said you gonna tell me about him, so who's he by the way?"
I laughed and looked away. I sit beside her and began to tell a story.
The train operation is smooth throughout the hours of duration as I am alone in this room not until when a huge box in front of me began to move and open from the inside. I gaped when a guy came out with a light terror in his face and a frisky eyes looking around the room.
I screamed the moment his eyes plucked into mine and we both feel surprised to each other. My eyes remained undiverted to him as he took the seat in front of me.
"I'm earl Huiz Catridge, a descendant of marquess Traise Catridge, nice to meet you." He lay his hand.
I accepted his hand. "I'm Lenoa Watson, daughter of viscount John Watson, its nice to meet you too." Then we shook hands.
He clasped his palm together. "So what are you doing here?"
My eyebrows narrowed. "Obviously sitting for a ride."
"No I mean, what are you up to and you used train for transportation?"
"I didn't know that the railroad line is now prohibited to use!" I said.
He grinned. "A noble woman should be on the expensive stagecoach, so why are you here?"
"And why are you here?" I asked him the same question.
He smiled again, "Its a destiny's intention to meet each other, a first encounter to unexpected time and place, cool isn't it?"
I rolled my eyes, "I don't want to talk to an imaginative guy."
"But you are," he smirked.
I glared at him, "With all due respect man, but I need to be alone, so mind if you take another room?" I motioned my hand to the door.
But instead of answering me he ran to the door and locked it.
"Wait what are you doing? Are you going to....." I ejaculated in astonishment.
He sat back, "Calm down, I don't have an interest for that."
My eyes widen, "That's not what I mean!"
"I know it is,"
"I said--"
"Fine, okay," he surrendered, "I was being chased, and I need not to appear myself because a hundred assigned british military are now looking for me."
I looked at him intently, "Wait don't tell me you're criminal!" I said as I began to slide my but away from him.
He chuckled, "They force me to marry a daughter of viscount next week, they need to abduct me that's why I slipped over and ran away."
I gazed outside the window, "The curse of being part of the British Nobleman."
He imitated me, "To marry a woman I didn't even know that exist, I wish it is that easy to descend your rank and live part to a low class people, where right and freedom are being dined."
