“Can I not delay another year?” He said to his parents. “Surely one more will not do more harm and really.. it is a fine time to brush up on my studies.” He continued taking in a shaky breath anything to try and go home early instead of another promenade as they walked around the town square gardens once more with all the other families. His year had been looming over him like the grim reaper. His eyes fell on another fine gentlemen but quickly returned back nearly falling over himself not paying attention. His eyes cast up once more. His cheeks reddened. Everyone knew each other and if it wasn’t a fake polite smile it was the learing glare you had to watch out for. But this young man’s to him never seemed fake @combeferre-the-mothman
















