As I'm sure you've all heard, I'm happily engaged to one Henri Rosier. And I couldn't be more delighted about it. Seems like wedding bells are in the air, does it not?
I'm going to be the happiest and luckiest woman in the world!
Liza V. Rosier Liza Valentina Rosier Mrs. Rosier Mrs. Liza Rosier
I've got time to figure that out.
But, oh Nick. Ever the romantic. But I'm afraid to ask if Delame knows. I don't want to bring it up and bring him down. Not now, when he's so happy like this.
I just thought of something--does, does Henri want children? Am I going to be mistress of that--manor!? I can't do that--oh Merlin, will we live in France, away from Nick? What is it again, ah yes, oh dieu!
I'm back! I missed you so! How are you? We have so much to talk about, and then there is of course the case of me snogging you senseless. So, when could you fit that in?
All my love then some,
Your Liza
((That's how I imagined she first spelled his name when she sounded it out. ♥))
Hey you,
So first of all, I wanted to tell you that it was lovely. Simply lovely.
Second, I didn't want to ask when we were there if it meant bringing the mood down, but I'm assuming Delame doesn't know about this?
I'm sort of having a panic attack Nick