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Annalisa stares at him in shock, but only for a moment; her senses are thrown to the warmth of his thumb to her lips, it suddenly weakens her as she stares into his eyes, a golden mist.. a depth so rare..one she didn't mind getting lost in.
She is speechless...
Her eyes dart to his lips...a sudden ache, desire...yearn.
Their faces are barely inches apart now, ....their un-understood desire towards leaning and closing the distance to the end is growing
''You Highness, my lady, my lord Duke Williams, we are here!'' They hear a faded voice
The curtain is pulled open after no answer and like a jot of reality they pull away from each other as the guard stares at them, he clears his throat ''My apologies ..i--'' he says trailing off
Willams clears his throat and then speaks '''We are here, we shall come down'' he says lifting himself off the coach as the guard steps back.
