𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄. chapter fifty- seven; Mint, Lavender, Hemlock " Let me help you. "
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DEMETRE AND ELSPETH were strolling rather casually in the peaceful early Spring weather, on their way to the christening of Lola and Francis's child.
They had been doing that as of late. Taking the long way, only to steal some more time away where it was just the two of them.
Now, they were speaking about the trip Demetre had promised before the plague broke out and things had changed between them.
"I have a choice to go wherever I wish, but I cannot decide," Elspeth whined, "It's so terrible."
"Ah, yes, freedom."
She swatted his arm as he smiled.
"Would it be dull if I said I wished to visit Scotland?" Elspeth said after a moment, glancing to Demetre, "I want to see my parents, I want them to meet you, I want. . ."
"You want to visit Hans."
Elspeth felt tears burn behind her eyes quickly.
She had missed his funeral, but her parents had insisted Hans be buried on the Estate, instead of with the other plague victims. He had his own resting place, away from the rest of the world, along with the other long lines of Liens'.
"Yes," She admitted, "I do."
"Then to Scotland, we shall go," He said gently, pressing a kiss to her temple, "Tell me when you would like to, and I'll arrange it."
"I'll write my parents, to give them proper warning," Elspeth said, nodding, "It will be nice to see home again."
Demetre smiled fondly, tugging the woman closer to him.
But her pace slowed, and the man followed her eyesight.
Louis was helping Mary walk. And she looked in pain. A deep, immobilizing form of pain.
"Go ahead without me," Elspeth said, "I'll follow shortly."
"Petal, I can join you."
"It may be something to do with her child," Elspeth said quietly, "I do not wish to crowd her."
"Of course," He nodded, kissing her forehead, "Send word if you need--"
"I will," She said, squeezing his hand before letting it go.
Elspeth rushed across the grass, each step dampening the hem of her skirt, but she cared little for that right now.
"What's going on, are you alright?" Elspeth said quickly as she joined Mary's side.
"I'm fine," Mary said tightly, though her teeth were clenched in pain, "Don't worry--"
"Oh, quit that," Elspeth said, "You aren't fine, and I am worried, and I'm not going to leave you now."
