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"You can open your eyes now, Sophie." Letting go of one of her hands, he takes in a deep breath of fresh air: he's led her to their flowers, to the very end of the path just before the ground turns to marsh. There, he's got a table covered in a fluttering white tablecloth. A single candle lights the scene; the table is laid out with place settings for two.
A pair of tree stumps have been fashioned into chairs; there's a crystal carafe filled with brandy next to the pair of snifters. Overhead, the stars glitter.
The night is perfect.
"I thought a few moments together. You've been working so hard and really, cariad, you deserve the very best."
Hopefully, this will be to her liking. It's a little bit safer than the trip to Zanzib, and a change of pace from an evening at the pub.
A pair of tree stumps have been fashioned into chairs; there's a crystal carafe filled with brandy next to the pair of snifters. Overhead, the stars glitter.
The night is perfect.
"I thought a few moments together. You've been working so hard and really, cariad, you deserve the very best."
Hopefully, this will be to her liking. It's a little bit safer than the trip to Zanzib, and a change of pace from an evening at the pub.