The Letter I Wrote To The Duke (Seriously Editing Had A Huge Plot Hole)

Chapter 17: Earning Trust

I hope you all enjoy this chapter too. In this chapter they will finally earn each others full trust :) read and see how they are able to do that :)

I still can't forget my boyfriend, my trick to great writing and ideas is thinking about him. I am always thinking about him, he is alwasy on my mind and I always get my best ideas when talking or strongly thinking about him. 

Chapter 17: Earning Trust

 EMALIA'S POV.

I wake up and stretch, pushing the blankets from over my head. The sun is shining splendidly through my window and casting light around my room. I smile at the sun's light, what beautiful light the sun can make. I roll over and get out of my bed, tossing the fallwn blankets back onto my bed in a heap. I slide my feet into my slippers and scurry across the floor to my window. 

I open the curtains and examine the weather outside. It is a nice and sunny day, hardly a cloud in the sky. I smile and twirl around once before looking back out the window. I can see a few animals poking their heads out of the trees of Charles's forestry. Charles, such a handsome and caring man, he does have his bad days, everyone does. I smile at the thought of Charles, we have been through quite a bit in the last few weeks.

I wish Charles was here right now, I wish I could hug him and thank him for everything he has done for me and all the good and kindness he has shown me, but he most likely won't want to see me. I frown at that though. What if he doesn't like me anymore because of what happened? Well, that would make things a whole lot more uncomfortable around here for the both of us and I certainly wouldn't want it to last longer than it has to. 

I don't want to cause Charles anymore trouble than I already have. It seems that since I've been living here, I have only made a burden of myself. My frown deepens and I start closing the curtains when I see Charles outside. He is cutting wood, how did I not see him before? I miss him, I know that it has only been not even half a day, but I still miss him. I miss his warm arms holding me in a loving embrace. Feeling safe in his strong arms. 

I close the curtains and walk over to the, in the wall, closet to find something to wear today. I want to wear something dazzling, something eye catching, something that Charles will like. Something he will enjoy seeing me in, something, that maybe if I'm lucky, will make him stop being mad at me. What happened wasn't either of out faults, it just happened. We both were under a trance, the trance of each other, but it is over now and we should both forgive each other. I know I forgive him.

When I lay my eyes upon a dress that I hadn't seen in here before, my mouth hangs open as I gaze upon it's beauty. It is even more beautiful than the sapphire, blue, gold dress that was Charles's sisters. My eyes widen as I take in the colour and details of the dress and corset. It is a very beautiful green colour that will no doubt match my eyes. I feel the material with my fingers, it feels like silk, but softer and silkier. It feels and looks so inviting. 

On each side, mind you wrapped around the dress, the waistline o fthe dress, is a nice, neat, white cloth of silk to add some decoration to it. There is also a little design on the corset part, it is the best, most magnificent dress I have ever seen and I am saying that for real now because it looks even better than Charles's sister's, I don't mean to be mean about it, but it's the truth, she would think so too. 

 I pick up the dress and hold it in my hands examining it closer and being more tentative to it. I place it back down and then start pulling my night dress over my head. I let it drop from my hands onto the floor. I lift the perfect silk dress into my hands and then decide to step into it instead of trying and most likely failing to pull it over my head and onto my body.