It was gorgeous
Who: Az and Jeb (mentions of Johnson)
Where: Gardens below Az's balcony
When: January 12th, 6 pm
What: Really Romantic. Almost in dinner.
Rating: NC-17 (awkwardly)
The garden was gorgeous at night. Because it was still winter, the sky was already dark at six, the nearly full moon just beggining to rise over the horizon. With her guard by her side, Johnson once more, and knowing that Cain had posted guards all over the garden, Az walked confident of her safety into the gardens below her balcony once more.
The flickering of candles ahead caught her eye, making her speed up. When she finally reached the pond (where she'd spoken with Bahst earlier) she gasped softly in awe. It was gorgeous. The servants had set up a spread of food on what she knew was a luxioriously soft blanket on the ground. Off to the side there was a bottle of wine, with two glasses beside it. And everywhere there were white candles. All around the pond, on the bench where she'd sat earlier, and along the path to the blanket. As if lighting the way directly to the romantic dinner.
She stood there, hand over her mouth, staring at it all. It was so beautiful.
Johnson beside her checked his watch. 'That boy better be on time.'
Where: Gardens below Az's balcony
When: January 12th, 6 pm
What: Really Romantic. Almost in dinner.
Rating: NC-17 (awkwardly)
The garden was gorgeous at night. Because it was still winter, the sky was already dark at six, the nearly full moon just beggining to rise over the horizon. With her guard by her side, Johnson once more, and knowing that Cain had posted guards all over the garden, Az walked confident of her safety into the gardens below her balcony once more.
The flickering of candles ahead caught her eye, making her speed up. When she finally reached the pond (where she'd spoken with Bahst earlier) she gasped softly in awe. It was gorgeous. The servants had set up a spread of food on what she knew was a luxioriously soft blanket on the ground. Off to the side there was a bottle of wine, with two glasses beside it. And everywhere there were white candles. All around the pond, on the bench where she'd sat earlier, and along the path to the blanket. As if lighting the way directly to the romantic dinner.
She stood there, hand over her mouth, staring at it all. It was so beautiful.
Johnson beside her checked his watch. 'That boy better be on time.'