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[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

[ the days are rather chilly this time of year -- it's the reason why he was dressed in two layers with another cloak draped over one shoulder. walking briskly, paying the scenery no mind (he didn't have much of an interest in them) before finally spotting the little table for two and anna's back.

smiles softly while approaching, making as little noise as possible while slipping off the cloak at the same time so that he can place them them over anna's shoulders when he gets in range. leaves his hands on those shoulders as he leans in a tad to murmur. ]

It's amazing that you haven't caught something already.

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[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

[ takes a bite! ... & he likes it! ]

Guess it was my bad, doubting your tastes.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ amused. speaks lightly. ]

Of course. You should apologize for such rudeness, Robert.

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[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

I should, should I?

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

[ puts his spoon down, reaches over to snag one of anna's hands, plants a kiss on fingers. ]

Please accept my humblest apologies.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ can't help but laugh, trying to shake his hand from rob's hold in a halfhearted manner. ]

Oh, stop.

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

[ lets go, looking mildly (playfully) offended. ]

You wound me. I didn't think I was that bad at wooing.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ picks up his cup of tea, sicking his nose up in the air slightly. ]

You do quite a fine job at wooing. I, however, know your tricks.

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

. . . do you now.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

Why yes, I do.

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

Even this?

[ gets to his feet. & takes two quick steps around the table to tilt anna's chin up & plants a kiss on the corner of an eye. ]

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ is quite surprised by this & he obviously shows it, what with the wide eyes and slightly pink cheeks. ]

... how forward of you.

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

Is it? A last resort perhaps, but it's part of my tricks nonetheless.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

You are quite right. Forgive me for being so quick to assume.

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

Forgiven.

[ takes his seat again & reaches for his tea & sips. ]

What was it that you wanted to talk to me about?

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ takes a sip of his own tea, pausing when rob speaks. slowly sets it down, eyes shifting to stare down at the table, looking as if he's hesitating for some reason. ]

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

[ blinks once before his expression turns quickly serious as he waits the silence out. ]

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ opens his mouth & then closes it. fiddles with a layer of his dress, crinkling the material before smoothing it out. decides to work into this slowly, finally looking up at the other with a serious look on his face. ]

... are you happy, Robert?

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

. . . with?

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

Everything.

[ gives him a look, hoping that would give him an idea of what he really means. ]

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[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

. . .

[ don't worry, he gets it. ]

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

I am not against it.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ looks away, feeling... ashamed (?) for what he's been wanting to say for a while now. ]

... I am.

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[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

. . .

[ is honestly surprised, watching anna closely for a long moment. ]

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

[ & then drops his gaze to the table, eyes closing as he feels his resolve break, shift & reform. ]

I see.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ keeps his gaze elsewhere, already feeling bad that he confessed. though he pushes on when he notices the change in rob's mood. quickly tries to rectify his mistake. ]

I... do not mind being wed to you, Robert. It is not that that's the problem.