AN: Song for this chapter is: Stressed Out. Requested by Siberia21, based off chapter 35.
He's carefully watching her reaction, and isn't disappointed.
"Elijah-this is amazing." She breathes, the sheer history that's taken place in this castle is enough to take her undead breath away, but the fact they're going to walk around in it-is breathtaking. He's never seen this much wonder in her face before. She's smiling like he just bought her the world.
"So we can just-walk in?" She asks. He nods in confirmation.
"After you." He says and she lets out a laugh. Of course.
So she walks, careful to take light steps. This castle has existed for hundred of years, has hosted king and queens and royalty.
He carefully begins to tell her a story, his voice is slow, and calm, of the times he had in the castle. When they reach the top of steps, she looks at him with wonder.
"You were here?" She asks, her voice is filled with it too, he notes.
"Indeed." He remarks, and her face shifts.
"If you're telling the truth, give me a tour." She challenges, her eyes bright.
He fakes offense, his hand on his chest.
"I am offended, lovely Elena. Are you suggesting that I am a liar?" He jokes and she laughs, it echoes with ancient stone amplifying the noise.
"Of course not." She assures him. He feels a grin coming on as she follows him through all of the rooms. She marvels at everything, it's refreshing. He lets the grin appear when she admits that he had spent time there. Or-she counters, he did extensive research. He laughs, and she smiles at him. It's perfect. He decides to rework their schedule. If every castle makes her this happy, he'll take her to every one possible.