26-09-2009Lady Cheryl had departed early in the morning for her weekly pampering at Hairven. Leaving Sir Trevor behind, she felt no guilt at all. On arriving at Hairven, she met with the Lady Rose, who perchance happened to be there at the same time.
Lady Rose, was having her tresses adorned, prior to a ball she was attending to honour outstanding artists and entertainers in the Kingdom. Lady Cheryl felt a pang of nostalgia, as she remembered the time her own dear, Sir Trevor had himself been honoured with this award. Called after a songbird, the Loerie, it was many an entertainers dream to own one.
Returning later in the day to Sir Trevor in the castle, she recalled all of the many reasons she had fallen in love with this Knight of many accomplishments.
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