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I randomly wrote this just now and i was wondering if you’d keep reading. Any critiques are welcome as well. Thanks in advance
“Did you know I use to be a writer?”
Then man named Gray furrowed his brow and looked up at the young women before him. “A writer?”
“I was barely thirteen years and I spent all my time scribbling across our spare parchment. Father was rather frustrated by it.”
Gray nodded thoughtfully, not entirely sure what to say.
“I don’t write anymore, though. Since I met Patrick I just haven’t had the time. Not that he would allow me to even if I did.”
The young woman absently tucked a stray golden curl behind her ear.
“And who is this Patrick?”
“My fiancé,” She sighed. “We’re to be wed at the end of the month.”
“You don’t sound very happy about that.” Gray noted.
The women cocked her delicate brow and smiled a slight grin. “Not that it’s any of your business, Mr. …”
“Clements. Mr. Gray Clements.”
“Mr. Clements,” She went on, “but I happen to be very glad about this wedding.”
“Well, then. Here’s to you and your fiancé.” Gray held up his glass ceremoniously and took a small sip of his wine.
The woman did the same and once she set down her glass, a scarlet flush warmed her ivory cheeks.
Gray appraised the woman as she stared down in embarrassment, wondering why someone with her beauty was wasting her time on a man like him. She had long honey gold ringlets that hung around her face, just passed her shoulder blade. Eyes like the sky and lips as delicate as they were plump. They woman fussed with a random curl and Gray watched as the tress shined in the dim light.
Her eyes suddenly flickered back up to his. Caught off guard, he immediately turned his gaze to the licking flames of the fireplace.
“And you?” the woman asked curiously.
He too willingly met her stare. “What of me?”
“Have you any precedent pastimes?”
Gray shook his head. “No.”
“That’s too bad.” She mused earnestly, “You look like a painter, to me.”
Gray made a face, unsure whether to take that as a compliment or not. “Why do you say that?” He finally asked.
She shrugged her tiny shoulders, “I don’t know.”
The woman looked down again and he stared at her while he had the chance. He watched as her thick lashes brushed the peach color of her cheeks and the shadow the fire cast across her skin.
Then a tall brazen man with dark hair and an angular face stepped through the door, his eyes on the woman. Her head snapped up at the sound of his entrance.
“Patrick.” She said and gracefully rose to her feet.
“Come,” Patrick said in a deep voice. “They are serving dinner.”
“Right.” She agreed and went to take his waiting arm. When at the door, she turned to me, “Will you be dining?”
Gray shook his head. “No.”
The woman nodded a small nod and walked out with her fiancé. Gray watched until she disappeared and then quickly sipped down the remains of his drink. It wasn’t even five minutes before he was out of the chair he’d been planning on staying in all night, anxious just to see the woman again. The woman whose name he didn’t even know.
Oh and it’s supposed to be in 18th century england
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