Husband Of My Mind

The Courtyard

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I watch him slip out of the room and follow. When we reach the courtyard, he turns. "M'lady." he says.

"M'lord." I reply.

"Please, call me Enzo."

"Then you must call me Alessandra." I reply uncertainly, "What is it you wanted to come out here for?"

He looks nervous again.

"I...I-wish-to-say-that-you-are-the-most-beautiful-woman-I-have-ever-met -and-I-have-never-heard-a-voice-as-lovely-as-yours-and-that-I'm-madly-in-love-with-you." He says in a rush. He turns red with embarrassment. "I'm sorry. I needed to say that. If you wish, I will go now."

He turns to leave, but I grab his arm to stop him. He turns. My heart flutters. "Wait." I say, "Ever since I saw you out my window, I knew it was you I wanted, but I didn't dare hope. When I found that my father was actually considering you as a suitor, I was so glad, my heart nearly burst. I just want to say, I feel the same, Enzo." Now I'm red. He grabs my hand and pulls it to his mouth and kisses it ever so gently.

"Before we go too far, we must know each other." he says, "I want you to know me before you decide, and I want to know you. If you don't mind though, I would like to ask your father for your hand before another man."

"That would be wonderful. But, before you do, I must tell you something that I never tell anyone." I take a deep breath, "What I said earlier about liking your hobbies was true. I love all of them, including fencing. Since I was ten, father has taught me how. I don't tell people because it isn't proper, but I practice in secret. Also, I am very strong-willed. When I have my heart set on something, I am inexorable. Please tell no one of my secret. I won't know what to do if someone finds out."

"Don't worry, your secret is safe with me," Enzo tells me softly.

    He enfolds me into his arms, cautiously, but I go in wholeheartedly. "Oh, Alessandra." He breathes into my hair, "I'm glad I found you. I have been searching so long for you."

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    I go back to the hall smiling. I slip into my seat. Papa leans over and asks, "What did you think of the suitors?" He asks.

"They were all polite and kind enough," I reply.

"I'm glad dear." Papa is the kind of a man who would become a fool to make his loved one's content.

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