Leonor wondered if all visits resulted in feeling like there wasn't enough time. People she had only just met and started feeling like she was close to had to be left behind as they pushed forward with their schedule.
Even though there was always the promise of returning in the future, it still didn't feel like enough. Once a year to make lasting connections felt unbelievable. Yet there Leonor was, moving forward without being able to look back.
The evening after telling Gerard that he would be the baron of Montville, the environment was electrifying as people easily conversed. The alcohol ran dry, and much food was eaten.
Leonor was in disbelief that the time could end so abruptly until she was being helped into the carriage and the beautiful mountain township was a mere memory, slowly getting smaller as they went on.
