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The Knight In Shining Armour

"Don't wait for the knight in shining armour.

His armour is shiny because he has never been to war.

Instead, look for the knight with torn and tattered armour.

He is the one who knows how to fight and is sure

To be the one who can keep you safe from harm."

- So soon? – asked surprised Bonnie – I thought we would eat something. When was the last time you stayed for dinner?

- You mean, when was the last time I cooked the dinner for us – Enzo laughed.

- Well, you said yourself that you do it better than me after you so harshly criticised my style of cooking.

- Style of cooking? – Enzo said while bursting into laughter – You mean that burnt Mac and Cheese you once so gallantly tried to serve me? Well, if that is your "cuisine", I do prefer to cook at least you won't get poisoned.

Bonnie playfully, gently punched Enzo's arm, trying very hard not to laugh and keep the straight face. But she knew it's true – she's may be powerful witch, but terrible cook. He on the other hand could very easily become a chef in some Michelin-starred restaurant.

- Fine. I will be you knight-in-not-very-shining armour but not tonight Love. I need to be back at the Armoury before midnight but I promise we will have all weekend for each other and I shall cook you anything you want, Sweetheart.

- Alright Cinderella – said Bonnie with a loud sigh – how about a quick drink, a nightcap?

- Don't mind if I do!

They both walked into the cabin. She took the glasses out of the cupboard while he pulled bottle of whiskey out of drinks cabinet. They sat on the sofa in the exact same moment as if they were perfectly synchronised. That was kind of their tradition. Every time, before Enzo left - they would pour just a little bit of this amber alcohol into the glasses and sip it, heatedly discussing some ideological affair.

To Bonnie's surprise, they've always had a subject to talk about. They shared this idealistic yet little dark passion for the world and life - and whiskey of course. And they both just loved to sink into conversation with one another.

Tonight the subjects were changing just as swiftly as always, from dark magic, through grotesque theatre on the Shakespearian drama finishing. Most of the time they agreed but in one subject they couldn't see eye to eye, and it was romance.

He was hopeless romantic believing in glorious, pure and passionate love that he yet wasn't given to experience in his tragic but already prolonged life. She was XXI. century modern, independent woman who seen romance only when it poured ungracefully out of the cinema screen or book page. He believed that woman should be worshipped, wooed, courted. She thought the most romantic gesture is for the man to remember your favourite take out place and what kind of coffee you like.

- You cannot be serious Bonnie. It saddens me the way you perceive Statu Nascenti. - Enzo gasped.

- Statu the what?

- Statu Nascenti. The nascent state. How would you Americans call it nowadays...oh I know...the falling in love process. I don't like the modern days outlook on dating with complete lack of romance involved. I happen to believe everyone deserves a bit of romance and every woman at least once in her life have a man treat her like she ought to be treated - like a goddess.

- Wow - Bonnie was sitting awe-stricken - that's the most cliché thing I have ever heard coming from the man's mouth. What is wrong with you? - Bonnie said jokingly.

- It's not a cliché and the only reason you're saying it, is because you've only dated boys not a real man and you don't know the real deal - answered Enzo little bit offended and saddened by her response.

- Yeah, right - Bonnie murmured.

Suddenly Enzo's face lit up as if he got struck by genius.

- Alright, little lay. Allow me then to take you on a date and show you what I mean. And by God, if after that you won't see the whole romance thing, I promise I will never bring that subject up.

- A date? Have you completely lost your mind. What is your family feeding you with over there? - Bonnie mocked him with a big, sarcastic smile on her face - Thank you but I don't need a knight in shining armour. And you know why? - Enzo shook his head - Because unfortunately most of the time your knight in shining armour is just an idiot in tin foil. - said Bonnie with serious look on her face this time.

Ezno laughed - Oh dear Lord, I see that I'm going to have a very, very difficult task - but I can make it, Love. I'll show you how you should be treated Bonnie Bennett. Would you do me an honour and let me take you out on a date, then? - he said gazing with his hazel eyes deep into her soul with a smirk on his face.

- Ah...I..alright then. But hey, It's not a date-date so...you know... - she stuttered - cinema and drinks then?

- Oh, no, no, no! Absolutely not. Don't worry, my Sweetheart, I'll prepare something special for us - he said looking bluntly out of window. Bonnie could tell , he is already plotting something - Wear something elegant - the dress would be nice. I'll pick you p tomorrow at 8:00, alright? - Enzo said hastily, kissed Bonnie on the cheek and rushed out of the door.

- Like I said, idiot in tin foil - Bonnie rolled her eyes and downed the drink.

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