Chapter 11.4 of the English fiction novel: The War of Legendary Secrets!
Stepping Out, With M'lady
I spun around.
Then, realizing Kries could be here any second, I panicked slightly.
“Will you please help me take it off, I don't want my husband to see me in it until day after tomorrow?”
“Of course! Let's get you changed.”
Kries arrived ten minutes later, just as I was hugging Kora, and thanking her for everything. He kissed me hello, and I introduced him to Kora.
“Kries, sweetie, this is Kora, the owner. Kora, this is my husband, Kries.”
They shook hands.
“Nice to meet you Kora. I hope Clara didn't frustrate you with what she wanted?”
“Nice to meet you too, Kries. Not at all. I think we found the perfect dress for her.”
She winked at me.
“Kries, darling, day after tomorrow, Kora and her husband would like us to join them for dinner at her husbands restaurant.”
“That's wonderful sweetie, where about is the restaurant?”
He directed the last part at Kora.
“I told Clara to have you two meet me here at seven pm and we will all walk over together. I hope that works for you?”
“Of course, sounds great. We will see you then, Kora.”
He nodded at her
and I gave her one last hug, as we headed out the door. Kris held out his arm for me. I took it gratefully, and clung to him as we headed back to the carriage. He had my dress over his other arm. He wanted to peek at it, but I wouldn't let him.
“Come on baby, just one look?” he pleaded.
“No baby. I want you to see it on me day after tomorrow, not before,” I giggled at him.
“You know nothing will ever look as beautiful on you to me as your dress the day you married me, right? I know that everything will look great on you, but not like that day...”
He said it like he was in a dream.
It made me want to cry. It was so sweet. I clung to him tighter, pulling him down so I could kiss his cheek.
“You'll like it, trust me.”
When we arrived at the carriage, I could see he had already packed up the groceries. He laid my dress inside the carriage, and helped me in. Before he closed the door, I pulled him into a long kiss.
“What was that for?*” he asked when we were separated.
“Just to let you know, I don't want you to go anywhere, without me.”
“I won't.”
He smiled, closing the carriage door.
I thought about how fortunate I was to have Kries, on the ride home. It was so beautiful here, the people and the scenery. It made me not want to leave, but at the same time I was already feeling a little homesick. By the time we got home, it was dark outside and the stars were shining. As Kries opened the carriage door and gave me his hand to help me down, I looked up at the stars and made a wish out loud.
“Stars alight, stars are bright, first of many stars I see tonight, wish I may, wish I might, have the wish, I wish tonight. I wish that our life together will stay as incredibly precious to us as it is now.”
Kries kissed my cheek.
“It will, another wish wasted, dear.”
He smiled.
We unloaded the groceries into the cottage. I hung the dress up in our room, and headed to the kitchen to start on dinner. I wrapped an apron I had brought with me from my mom around me, and helped put the groceries away.
“So what would you like for dinner?”
Kries looked around at the choices.
“Well sweetheart, anything you make will be good. But those lamb chops look awfully good.”
I smiled, already thinking of everything to go with.
“Perfect baby. I'm going to start on dinner then.”
He put an apron on.
“And I am going to help you.”
I smiled happy to cook with him. He started by making a marinade for the lamb, while I cut up the cabbage and prepared the potatoes. Once the lamb was cooking I started a pie crust for dessert. I threw a little flour on Kries's face.
He ignored me, totally focused on the lamb. Feeling slightly ignored, I took a gooseberry and shoved it in his mouth.
“How's that taste baby? Ripe enough? Want another one?”
I giggled, shoving another berry
in his mouth. He turned his face towards me at the last second, which mushed it all over his cheek. I start laughing hysterically. He looked at me completely straight faced, as the berry slid slowly off his cheek on to the floor. He reached over to the bowls of the berries, and pulled a handful out, squeezing them before wiping them all over my face. My jaw dropped. He burst out laughing.
“Did you just wipe berries all over my face?”
“Maybe.”
He smiled a sly smile.
“And I think I should taste it.”
He pulled me in, and kissed me, getting it all over him. He leaned me against the counter. As it started to get a little more steamy, I pushed him back. He looked at me confused.
“Not yet. Our first time on our honeymoon I want to be tonight.. plus... it's time to turn the lamb.”
I smiled, and turned to put the rest
of the pie filling in the crust. Stunned he turned, wiped his face off with a wet rag, and tended to the lamb, which was cooking in a cast iron pan over the fireplace. I could feel he was slightly offended. I just really wanted to wait until later, I had plans. I finished the pie, and slid it into the oven. I poked the potatoes and put them in too. Then I wiped my hands off, and wrapped my arms around Kries's waist.
“I want you to understand that it's not because I don't want to, it's because I have special plans, and really want them to work out. I love you more than anything, and there is nothing I would rather do than skip dinner and lay down with you right now. Please don't be mad at me.”
He sighed, turning to face me.
“I am not mad at you, but I didn't understand why until now. I am glad that it's because you have plans, because my plans are not working out.”
He smiled and kissed me.
“I'm sorry! I love you!”
“I love you too, don't worry about it. However, I can't wait to see what you have planned.”
I kissed him again,
and went back to cutting up the cabbage. The lamb was halfway done, so I put the cabbage in with it, and added some butter. I put the lid on, and took my apron off, laying it on the table. I went and sat down on the sofa. Kries followed suit, laying his apron down, and sitting next to me, wrapping his arms around me, as I curled up against him.
“It's so nice here.”
“I'm glad you are happy. I wanted you to love your honeymoon.”
“Well I do.”
I kissed him, and closed my eyes for a minute, so I thought.
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Rose Schreiber. Copyright 2018. Not for reproduction or republication.
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