7st of May 1308. - Clearhollow, England
It was a sunny, beautiful day in Clearhallow, a small village on the southern side of
England. Clearhollow is one of those places where everybody knows everybody and nothing new really ever happens there.Edward Styles is the villages most well mannered man, and every young lady's dream. He was a very good looking man as well. With perfect locks of light auburn hair, beautiful pale skin with a pinch of pink in his cheeks, deep emerald green eyes, and an honest smile which made every young woman blush and swoon. Of course, Edward was never the one to be full of himself, he was quite shy, especially when it came to women. He never had a paramour himself, although he would see his mates with other women, which made him feel uneasy, thinking that he will never find someone special, due to being so shy.
What Edward never saw, were those romantic gazes women always gave him, even the ones that are much older than him, so he never kissed a woman other than his sister and mother on their cheeks. Of course he was very curious about the 'world or women' from all the stories his best mates have told him. He wanted to feel all those things that he had heard about countless of times. He wanted to feel that connection with a woman when their eyes would meet, to feel that pull toward that someone special, the attraction between him and a potential paramour of his. He wanted to feel that hypnotizing and enchanting feeling that nobody could explain to him whenever he would ask. Of course, he never had enough courage to ask a lady for a dance or to talk to women much, so he thought he never really would find his Lover.
Edward thought about this problem of his almost every day, thinking of a way to solve it, maybe talk to the beautiful Avery, a young woman who lived on the other side of the village but her family was very close to Edwards family, she had honey blonde hair and grey, almost see though, eyes, she was very beautiful and the most desired woman in the village. After thinking about it, like every other day, Edward decided that today he would talk to Avery, before it was too late.
It was late in the afternoon when Edward decided to visit Avery in her house, where his mother was having tea with Avery's mother. He thought, he would go and try to talk to her whilst his mother was still there.
He took a deep breath, then started walking from his house to hers. Edward's family lived on the outskirts of the village, and their house was the biggest, and most beautiful, house you will see in the around here, all surrounded with trees and dirt roads that led to the main parts of the village. When he was a couple of meters away from his house, he heard a loud noise and a horses neigh. He looked up from the ground and saw a broken down carriage, and two black horses trying to get away. Edward knew how to deal with horses, because he, himself had two beautiful horses, so before he saw anything else, he ran up to the horses, calming them down. When Edward looked up again, the coachman was next to him with a smile, saying a silent 'thank you'. Edward nodded and looked over to the carriage, and the breath was caught in his throat at the sight in front of him.
The most ravishing beauty he had ever seen. The maiden sitting in the carriage had beauty beyond compare. Long, chocolate coloured hair falling perfectly around the maiden face, a face that held an olive coloured glow in the sun, making her look like the fairest angel in the heavens, her face was complimented with a pair of dark, black eyes, that had a burning mystery in them, making Edward watch her in awe as her dark, blood, red lips formed a smile while locking eyes with Edward. That's when he felt it. That gravity-like pull, which was pulling him toward her. Sadly, that moment was cut short when the coachman fixed whatever was wrong with the carriage, making Edward look at him, seeing that he was already sitting back to ride away. Edward looked disappointed when he saw the carriage moving away, but before the Angel disappeared from his sights, she blew him a innocent kiss, which made her beautify shaped cheeks turn a slight pink colour.
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