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Albert could only laugh gently when he heard hers, it was a sure way to get him to smile and it succeeds there as it always does while he looks over her face with that soft and loving gaze he will only ever give to his dear Elizabeth.
“I am -glad. I daresay that it would be –rather -sad to -do so on my own, do you not think?” Another playful tease because there was nothing wrong with such an act. “It –might put –poor –Tommy into a -panic.” The man did tend to near enough mother him where he could. “I –shall retrieve your –tea, ma’m.” He half flirted with a grin.
“Thats right, and when you bring me that tea I best get a few loving kisses in return. I can’t remember the last time my husband kissed me.”
Elizabeth teases smirking as she takes her leave at his desk, moving toward the window to peek at the world outside. It is still dark for a few minuets longer. Leaning lightly against the window pane she looks and sees it is raining. Like any other day in England to be fair.
