A shriek of laughter escapes me as I tumble down the flower-filled hill, catching a glimpse of the verdant green grass as I roll over on my side.
Chirp. Chirp.
The bluebirds and ravens commingle with one another, harmonizing in a tune of bliss. I lay atop this field of flowers, counting every sort. Daffodils, sunflowers, poppies, tuli- my gaze follows a yellowish red and orange-spotted butterfly flutter through the clear morning sky. My morning gown is now engulfed in a lovely assortment of flowers and my long dark hair is disarranged from the neat bun I had this morning. I chase after the butterfly in hopes to catch it, high spirited and carefree. It was the middle of February and the sun was ablaze in the sky besides cotton clouds as leaves drift through the morning breeze. That is when I hear my name ringing in my ears. I swiftly turn to see Ella waving in the distance, I smile and wave as well quickening my pace towards her, picking the hems of my gown off the ground. I huff breathlessly, smiling buoyantly. " My lady it is time to prepare for the ceremony, I've already drawn a bath," Ella informs me ascending the stone steps. I pout "Oh, but I feel terribly ill perhaps it'd be best should I not attend." I respond with a sigh dramatically. "Ill? Surely you cannot be ill, were you not in good health while frolicking in the gardens?'' I scrunch my nose "Must I?" I jump up the stone staircase skipping 2 steps at a time, "You must"