Epilogue: Honey Moon
It was when hours of food and laughter, and a secret rendezvous or two had occurred in the woods later, the party was still going on even when the couple was flying away. The white horse carriage flying was gorgeous and magical. Detailed like a Fabergé egg, the beautiful sparkles and lights made them look like a shooting star. Dainty and intricate, Henry chuckled amazed when it flew with a sturdiness that made him relax as his relaxed mate looked at him lovingly. Feet in his lap, she giggled when he took her heels off and rubbed her feet, kissing her ankle, she blushed at him as he looked her over as she asked, “Where are we going?” Their honeymoon up to her, she’d just requested three days all alone with him somewhere so everything was a secret. Including the huge wedding gift from he
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