Hey everyone, Nathaniel here with a new series. I hope you enjoy it. These characters are in the works so just remember that they will be growing with you as well as with me.
Knight and Day: Autumn Bayou
A wisp of cold air stirred the leaves beneath her feet, making the leaves swirl and dance about the cobble stone path. Elizabeth smiled as she watched the leaves twirl for her. Autumn was her favorite time of year, especially in France. As a child she remembered spending only a few Christmases in France, but each one was special to her. Elizabeth continued her stroll down the streets of Paris and stared in awe in all the shop windows.
Every other store was filled with clothing, jewelery, or pastries. Elizabeth spied a glazed fruit tart in the window and her eyes lit up with excitement. She hadn't tasted one in years and the tart was covered with all her favorite fruits. Blue berries, kiwis, strawberries, and even raspberries. Wanting to try the delicious pastry, Elizabeth reached down into the front pocket of her apron hoping to find a few francs, instead she found nothing but the lining of her apron and a few pieces of lint.
A bit disappointed, Elizabeth turned to walk away from the store window. "You want that tart, eh?" a voice asked, startling her a bit. Elizabeth turned to look at the tart in the window once more. "Ever so badly." she replied, sighing heavily as she stared at the delicious looking pastry. A hand touched her shoulder, startling her once more. "I'll buy it for you, chérie." Was the reply Elizabeth got from the stranger. Elizabeth glanced up at the shop window trying to see the reflection of the person talking to her. It appeared to be man, about six feet tall with the loveliest hazel eyes she had ever seen. As if she had been staring at him straight on, she blushed and dropped her head. "N-no thank you, I do not accept money or gifts from strangers." She brushed imaginary dust from her apron. "My name is Nathaniel Knights. There, we are no longer strangers." Elizabeth glanced up at the window to get a peek at his reflection. Their eyes locked and her curious gaze was met with a mischievous grin. "Sir, you do not even know my name. That still makes us strangers." Elizabeth pointed out matter of factly. What she heard in reply was not words, but instead she heard the bell to the shop's door ring as Nathaniel stepped inside. She watched him talk to the shop keeper, point to the tart and then to her. Elizabeth blushed again, wishing she had a bonnet to cover her face.
A few moments later Nathaniel stepped out holding a white box with a small heart on the top. "The patisserie asked for your name, and since you haven't told me yet, I asked him to draw a heart on the box instead." Elizabeth turned towards him and blushed before reaching for the box he was holding. With the box in one hand, Nathaniel put his left hand on his chin and looked at Elizabeth as if he were assessing the situation. "Here Cherie." He handed her the box and smirked as her face lit up again. "T-thank you. I really appreciate it. I'll pay you back as soon as I get back to my house." Elizabeth stammered out as she inhaled the aroma of the fruit tart. "That's not necessary, all I ask for in return is your name." He replied, watching her pop a delicate blueberry into her mouth. "Elizabeth, my name is Elizabeth.
Nathaniel T.