Maria woke up as she did the morning before feeling amicably content with herself. As she turned to face her husband though, his pillow was empty but still warm from where he had been lying. Disappointed that she was going to be deprived of her morning ritual, she lay back in her bed staring up at the ceiling wondering what the day would bring. Suddenly a knock at the door. Maria sat up expecting it to be one of the maids.

"Morning!" Georg said as he wandered into the room in his dressing gown holding a tray of delicious food.

Maria smiled as she glared at the breakfast, then at him. "I wondered where you was!" She said with a smile.

Georg smiled and climbed into bed placing the tray in front of them both. "Preparing breakfast." He said with a grin.

"You? Preparing breakfast?!" She laughed. She had never seen him cook before, and the thought of him near kitchen made her laugh.

"Indeed." He smirked. "Here, try." He picked up a croissant covered with butter and jam and passed it to her.

She tasted it. "Yumm!" She said as she brushed the crumbs that were left around her mouth. "But I don't believe you!"

Georg pretended to look offended, but it was obvious he was taking it all as a bit of a joke. "Believe what?"

"That you made this breakfast all by yourself!" She laughed as she picked a glass of orange juice off of the tray and sipped it.

Georg smirked. "Well maybe I had a little help." He said taking a slice of toast and taking a bite. "Now come on, regardless or not of whether I made this, eat it up! We're going out!"

"Going out?" She asked suprised. "Where?"

"You'll see!" He said with a grin on his face.

"What do I need to wear?" Maria asked as she looked through her wardrobe, mainly full of gorgeous clothes purchased on their honeymoon in Paris.

Georg went over to the wardrobe and searched through it until he brought out a pretty skirt and blouse perfect for the occasion he had got planned. "Here." He said passing it to her kissing her quickly on her cheek. "Perfect!"

"You think so?" She asked as she placed it against herself as she looked in the mirror.

"Absolutely." He said as he put his wrist watch on. He was already dressed.

"I wish you would tell me where we were going." She moaned, starting to change into the skirt. She looked at the blouse again in the mirror. "How do I know if this is suitable?"

"It's perfect!" He said yet again not even glancing at Maria as he combed through his hair quickly. "Come on, hurry up!"

Maria, still looking unsure, continued getting dressed looking in the mirror again as she did so. Eventually, she was ready, and without little hesitation they were off out in the car with a picnic hamper (unbeknown to Maria) in the back.

Georg stopped the engine a few metre's from an old country field. The sun was at it's midday peak and the air was warm and fragranced like the country always is of fresh grass cuttings and wild flowers.

"Here." He said as he smiled at the beautiful view. Behind the field in which they were almost parked were beautiful mountains and hills.

It reminded Maria much of the scene of which she spent most of her days growing up. It was safe to say that Maria was taken back as the smile indicated that she gave her husband. "It's beautiful!" She gasped cupping her hands together.

"I thought you'd like it." Georg smiled pleased that she did. He opened the door, and like a true gentleman, walked round and opened Maria's. "Come on, lets go for a little walk."

Several hours later they returned back through the field. Having spent the duration of the time walking through the beautiful hills taking in the scenery and stopping at intervals to rest, they had returned rather worn out. Walking for the final stretch hand in hand, Georg gestured for Maria to sit down.

"Wait there." He said with a charming grin on his face. Maria sat down. "Close your eyes, I have a little suprised."