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Chapter 115
The afternoon sun cast a warm glow across Lucia’s chambers, the gelen light filtering through the tall windows and illuminating the delicate patterns on the silk curtains. She sat at her vanity, gazing at her reflection with a dreamy smile on her face. The events of the previous evening played over and over in her mind, each detall more enchanting than the last.
Helios had surprised her with the most romantic gesture she had ever experienced yet again. As the sun set, he had led her to the garden, where hundreds of lanterns hung from the trees, casting a soft, magical light. A small orchestra played her favorite melodies, and the scent of blooming roses filled the air. Helios had taken her hand, his eyes full of warmth and sincerity, and they
had danced under the stars.
Lucia sighed, her heart fluttering at the memory. Helios had always been charming, but last night he had been nothing short of perfect. It was as if he had looked into her soul and known exactly what would touch her heart. She knew she had to do something special to show him how much his gesture meant to her.
Standing, she moved to her writing desk, her mind already whirling with ideas. She picked up a pen and began jotting down notes, her thoughts racing. What could she do that would be as meaningful to Helios as his gesture had been to her? She wanted to create a moment that would stay with him forever, a memory they could both cherish.
Lucia thought about what she knew of Helios – his interests, his passions. He loved nature and often spoke of his admiration for the beauty and tranquility of the countryside. He also had a fondness for poetry, frequently quoting lines from his favorite poets during
their conversations.
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A plan began to form in her mind. She would arrange a private picnic in a secluded part of the estate, a place where they could escape the world and simply enjoy each other’s company. She would prepare a selection of his favorite foods and drinks, ensuring everything was perfect. And to make the moment even more special, she would write him a poem, something heartfelt and genuine, expressing her feelings and gratitude for his gesture.
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Lucia’s smile grew as she imagined the scene a lush, green meadow surrounded by tall trees, a blanket spread out on the grass with a basket full of delicacies, and a small bouquet of wildflowers tied with a ribbon. She could picture Helios’s face lighting up with surprise and delight, his eyes shining with appreciation.
Determined to make her vision a reality, Lucia began to make preparations. She summoned Constance, her maid, who entered the
room with a curious expression.
“Constance, I need your help,” Lucia said, her voice brimming with excitement. “I want to do something special for Helios, something that shows him how much I appreciate his gesture last night.”
Constance’s eyes widened slightly, but she nodded. “Of course, my lady. What do you have in mind?”
Lucia explained her plan, detailing every aspect of the picnic and the poem she intended to write. Constance listened attentively, a smile forming on her lips as she realized how much this meant to her mistress.
“That sounds wonderful, my lady,” Constance said. “I’ll start making the arrangements right away.”
“Thank you, Constance,” Lucia replied, her heart swelling with gratitude. “I want everything to be perfect.”
As Constance left to carry out her tasks, Lucia turned her attention to the poem. She took a fresh sheet of parchment and began to write, the words flowing effortlessly from her pen. She poured her heart into each line, capturing her feelings for Helios and the magic of the previous evening.
Hours passed, but Lucia barely noticed. She was lost in her work, driven by the desire to create something beautiful for the man who had touched her heart. By the time she finished, the sun was beginning to set, casting a warm glow over the parchment.
Lucia read over her poem, her heart pounding with anticipation. It was perfect – a reflection of her deepest emotions and a tribute to the man who had inspired them. She folded the parchment carefully and tied it with a ribbon, placing it gently in the basket she
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Chapter 115
The afternoon sun cast a warm glow across Lucia’s chambers, the golden light filtering through the tall windows and illuminating the delicate patterns on the silk curtains. She sat at her vanity, gazing at her reflection with a dreamy smile on her face. The events of the previous evening played over and over in her mind, each detal more enchanting than the last.
Helios had surprised her with the most romantic gesture she had ever experienced yet again. As the sun set, he had led her to the garden, where hundreds of lanterns hung from the trees, casting a soft, magical light. A small orchestra played her favorite melodies, and the scent of blooming roses filled the air. Helios had ken her hand, his eyes full of warmth and sincerity, and they had danced under the stars.
Lucia sighed, her heart fluttering at the memory. Helios had always been charming, but last night he had been nothing short of perfect. It was as if he had looked into her soul and known exactly what would touch her heart. She knew she had to do something special to show him how much his gesture meant to her.
Standing, she moved to her writing desk, her mind already whirling with ideas. She picked up a pen and began jotting down notes, her thoughts racing. What could she do that would be as meaningful to Helios as his gesture had been to her? She wanted to create a moment that would stay with him forever, a memory they could both cherish.
Lucia thought about what she knew of Helios his interests, his passions. He loved nature and often spoke of his admiration for the beauty and tranquility of the countryside. He also had a fondness for poetry, frequently quoting lines from his favorite poets during
their conversations.
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A plan began to form in her mind. She would arrange a private picnic in a secluded part of the estate, a place where they could escape the world and simply enjoy each other’s company. She would prepare a selection of his favorite foods and drinks, ensuring everything was perfect. And to make the moment even more special, she would write him a poem, something heartfelt and genuine, expressing her feelings and gratitude for his gesture.
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Lucia’s smile grew as she imagined the scene a lush, green meadow surrounded by tall trees, a blanket spread out on the grass with a basket full of delicacies, and a small bouquet of wildflowers tied with a ribbon. She could picture Helios’s face lighting up with surprise and delight, his eyes shining with appreciation.
Determined to make her vision a reality, Lucia began to make preparations. She summoned Constance, her maid, who entered the room with a curious expression.
“Constance, I need your help,” Lucia said, her voice brimming with excitement. “I want to do something special for Helios, something that shows him how much I appreciate his gesture last night.”
Constance’s eyes widened slightly, but she nodded. “Of course, my lady. What do you have in mind?”
Lucia explained her plan, detailing every aspect of the picnic and the poem she intended to write. Constance listened attentively, a smile forming on her lips as she realized how much this meant to her mistress.
“That sounds wonderful, my lady,” Constance said. “I’ll start making the arrangements right away.”
“Thank you, Constance,” Lucia replied, her heart swelling with gratitude. “I want everything to be perfect.”
As Constance left to carry out her tasks, Lucia turned her attention to the poem. She took a fresh sheet of parchment and began to write, the words flowing effortlessly from her pen. She poured her heart into each line, capturing her feelings for Helios and the magic of the previous evening.
Hours passed, but Lucia barely noticed. She was lost in her work, driven by the desire to create something beautiful for the man who had touched her heart. By the time she finished, the sun was beginning to set, casting a warm glow over the parchment.
Lucia read over her poem, her heart pounding with anticipation. It was perfect – a reflection of her deepest emotions and a tribute to the man who had inspired them. She folded the parchment carefully and tied it with a ribbon, placing it gently in the basket she
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had prepared for the plenie.
As she looked at her preparations, Lucia Tell a sense of satisfaction and excitement. Tomorrow, she would surprise Helios with her gesture, and she hoped it would be as meaningful to him as his had been to her. With a contented sigh, she retired to bed, dreaming of the romantic day that awaited them.
The following morning, Lucia rose eatly, her heart full of anticipatio. She dressed in a simple but elegant gown, perfect for a day m the countryside. Constance arrived with the final preparations, and gether they carried everything to the meadow Lucia had
chosen.
The sun was shining, and a gentle breeze rustled the leaves of the trees as Lucia set up the picnic. She arranged the food and drinks on the blanket, placed the wildflowers in a small vase, and hid the peem under a plate, ready to surprise Helios.
As she stood back to admire her work, a sense of joy filled her. She couldn’t wait to see Helios’s reaction and to share this special moment with him. She took a deep breath, her heart pounding with excitement, and awaited his arrival, knowing that this day would be one they would both remember forever.
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she looked at the excitement that was in Lucia’s eyes “I really wished On the other hand, Constance stood by the side, smiling you guys could complete your mating bond” she said in a low regretful voice. It gnawed her sometimes the way she pressured both the king and lucia to break up but at the time there was nothing she could do.
Helios was dying, and it was her job to keep them both safe.
“he should be here by now” Lucia said, a tad bit worried as she looked up at the darkening sky.
She looked at Constance worried. “are yousure he is alright? What if the curse never was lifted, what if…”
“lucia?” Constance cut her off, trying to give her as much comfort as she could. “I know for a fact that Helios would never leave you just like that. He would come” she smiled, giving her a gentle squeeze on the arm.
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Erika potter
He will
Erika potter
Not once in the book do you talk about him liking poetry
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