Nice and short, just to bridge from their last encounter to the next one.
Disclaimer: Alas, I do not own any part of this wonderful movie. Alas, I have used the word "alas" in the worst possible way.
He's not half bad. For a man twice my age.
She forced another smile. The story was mildly amusing, but after countless other mildly amusing stories, she could no longer register genuine enjoyment.
"Countess, who am I entertaining tomorrow night?"
"Prince Richard, your highness. You know the one." She rolled her eyes. Yes, the one.
"Indeed I do." She shouldn't be so nitpicky. After all, should she marry, she would stay at home.
Marrying an older man would be easy.
I'd have only ten years in captivity.
But she wanted to be in love.
Romanticist.
Short. Hur-rah. Anyway, I'm posting the next one very soon; it's already written.
Meanwhile, please review.