It seemed strange for Anneliese to have fallen for the kind of man that Daniel Héderváry is.
Daniel was not upperclass by any definition of the term, and he loved the outdoors.
He was usually accompanied by an albino woman that seemed to share the same interests as him for the most part.
Daniel also spent his time doing other things than hunting and fishing.
He seemed to enjoy being around children, and he also enjoyed the creative arts.
Anneliese smiled faintly as she watched him talk to a family that he seemed well-acquainted with.
It was stupid he knew, but his green eyes hoped to see Miss Edelstein as most people seem to call her.
He caught a smile on her face, and that in turn made him smile back.
Daniel longed to talk to her, but he knew that she probably would never like him the way that he liked her.
She was much too different from him, but Jules didn't see it that way.
"Julia." He hissed at her attempt at giving him a makeover; she had even called 'Franny,' so she could explain romance to them.
"Daniel." She imitated him with her hands on her hips.
He sighed, and rolled his dark green eyes at her,
"It's just like a fight; just be confident." Jules told him.
Daniel bit his lip to keep from retorting.
He sighed as he got up, and picked up the roses that Francine had insisted on.
Anneliese opened her door to see 'him' standing outside of it holding a dozen roses.
"Oh, thank you." She managed as she took the flowers from his hands.
"I wanted to tell you that I want to be your other half. I think that I fell for you from afar even if I knew that it was hopeless." He barely managed to confess.
The Austrian woman seemed lost for the moment as if time had frozen for her; nothing seemed to be real anymore for her.
The Hungarian man nearly left at her silence, thinking that he was being rejected.
"Wait." She gasped out; she would forever regret it if he left her after confessing to her.
"Yes?" He was curious; what did she want now?
"I think that I love you too!" Anneliese blushed after her confession.
"You do?" Daniel stepped towards her.
"Yes." Anneliese watched him step even closer, and lean closer before she closed her eyes.
The kiss was like nothing else; it was a slow, gentle, burning flame tying two people together forever,
Anneliese did not mind surrenduring her soul to this man, regardless of the rumors that this would bring about or their many differences.