Kiss From A Rose
Honeymoon
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style='font-size:13.5pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>It’s not much (and I mean it,
it is REALLY short!!!), but I wanted to sooth my conscience since
week and I already know that I’m going to play a lot this weekend…
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chapter!
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Pam
the story, and about the baby, it seems you should team up with Julia…
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Chapter
11
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Honeymoon
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style='font-size:13.5pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>The sun let the moon reign over
the sky sooner with every passing day. The last leaves on the threes changed
their colours from the deepest greens to all kinds of autumnal ones. Yellow,
orange, red, brown…
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style='font-size:13.5pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>The past weeks had passed
faster than Angelina had imagined. After the reception
EN-GB'>Adrian
had become what Julia understood as a hero. A prince on a
white horse. And Angelina often had the feeling as though her younger
sister wanted her to see him as one as well. She always tried to talk about him
when Angelina tried to teach Julia something. She always asked if the prince in
a fairytale looked like Adrian and the princess like Angelina. And always
Angelina tried to get that picture out of Julia’s mind. Of course it didn’t
work.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Denton
Weatherfly had – opposite of what Marjory had said daily to
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– not been heard of again. As Angelina had found out from Dyson, the man was in
high favour with the Dark Lord. And
EN-GB'>Adrian
had been called to him late one evening not two days after the reception. She
had been worried when he had walked away and Marjory’s repeated tales of what
punishments her son could face now had made her flee to the sanctuary of her
bedroom.
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hadn’t told her much about what had been said when he had been called. But he
had gotten away. It seemed as though the Dark Lord was growing tired of
Weatherfly anyway and he didn’t care much about his life. He only had called
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at all because he had to believe that Weatherfly was still protected from the
Dark Lord.
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reception… It seemed as though a year had passed in the meantime and not only a
month.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Why have the two of you not
been on a honeymoon by now?” Sophia suddenly asked one evening she had dinner
with them.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“They spent some days in
enough.” Marjory said bored.
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should have a real honeymoon!”
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style='font-size:13.5pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Grandma, the season is about
to start in less than two weeks, I can’t leave the country now.”
EN-GB'>Adrian
interrupted Sophia calmly.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“That
still leaves you a week. And Julia will make holidays with me, won’t you?”
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Julia
was obviously thrilled by the offer and looked immediately to
EN-US'>Angelina
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Please?”
She asked and smiled sweetly at her sister.
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EN-GB'>Tuscany
is very beautiful at this time of the year. Well, it is always beautiful…” Sophia
said nonchalantly and smiled innocently at her grandson while she cut the meat
on her plate.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I
guess you have already booked a hotel for them?”
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only you could think of a hotel! They will stay in my father’s house of course.
It is empty save for the house elves, so they will spent
the honeymoon like it is supposed to be spent: alone.”
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“We
can’t say no anyway, can we?”
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smiled at
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Teddy in her arm and hopping up and down.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You can barely wait to leave
me, hm?” Angelinastyle='font-size:13.5pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'> asked her smiling while she
packed Julia’s dresses in a trunk. Julia stopped her hopping and looked
seriously at her older sister.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“No.” she whispered and
pressed the teddy bear close to her chest. style='font-size:13.5pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Angelina
the earnest tone in her voice. She kneed down in front of the bed and took her
sister’s face in her hand.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Julia, I was only joking.”
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style='font-size:13.5pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Julia nodded slowly and then a
smile appeared on her face.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Will you have a baby when
this milkmoon is over?”
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this.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“It is honeymoon and how did you get the idea of me having a baby when the
honeymoon is over?”
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style='font-size:13.5pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I asked Dyson what people are
doing in this moon and he told me that they are making babies.” She said
proudly.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“How do you make babies?” she
asked and frowned while Angelina thought of different ways to kill Dyson.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>The wind let the leaves of the
threes rustle and one could hear birds singing their songs. A squirrel ran over
the ground, a nut in his mouth, and rushed towards its three.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Your grandmother was right,
it is beautiful here.” Angelina said when they walked along the path towards the
mansion in
afternoon.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“And you haven’t yet seen the
town she loves so much.”
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was no sign that it hadn’t been occupied for some years now. The house elves
had really done a spectacular job.
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EN-GB'> had showed her the house it was already completely dark outside.
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should go to bed. And tomorrow I’m going to show you the town.”