Her surprise had faded faster than his; perhaps she had recognised him, then? Elias didn’t think they had ever met, but who knew. Perhaps she’d seen him at the Potts’ flower show or somewhere before.
He chuckled slightly at her comments to the wildlife around them, although his laugh had been premature: perhaps it was his height, but the butterflies didn’t seem prepared to dodge him, so they were flitting about his head as he walked. But it was fine, it was a good distraction, and there was indeed plenty to look at, the way she was leading him. “It’s a lovely place you have here,” he remarked, only wishing that the cottage was lovely enough to counter the lump of dread still sitting in his stomach about what he was doing here.
He chuckled slightly at her comments to the wildlife around them, although his laugh had been premature: perhaps it was his height, but the butterflies didn’t seem prepared to dodge him, so they were flitting about his head as he walked. But it was fine, it was a good distraction, and there was indeed plenty to look at, the way she was leading him. “It’s a lovely place you have here,” he remarked, only wishing that the cottage was lovely enough to counter the lump of dread still sitting in his stomach about what he was doing here.
look ANOTHER beautiful bee!set <3