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“He drew her pictures. Wrote her letters and slipped them under her plate at dinner. He plaited her hair and they swapped stories of their homes. Their childhoods and families and duties they were born into”

“He was enamored by her. Struck not only by her beauty but by her curiosity. Her genuine kindness. He couldn’t get enough of her. He studied her like one of the maps in his library. The tiny freckle she had near her lip. The way she tilted her head back when she laughed and stars, her laugh. It was the only sound that drove the voices to silence.
So he made it his priority to make her laugh every day.”