[AnOTP]: For Armand/D'Eon

[sisterbenedict]

Wilhelmina is sitting out in the garden, swishing her toes in a small pond, her small shoes on the path beside her. She's not quite smiling, but something about her is brighter than usual, less distantly melancholy and more young, more her age. She splashes a little water accidentally and makes a small 'eep!' of surprise, throwing up a hand to

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[sweariwontdie]

Armand hears her little noise and comes up beside her. "Mlle. Benedict, I am so glad to see you." He crouches down to get to eye level with her.

[sisterbenedict]

She looks up in surprise, and then breaks into a smile, the expression unexpected, but it transforms her face, makes her expression infinitely more welcoming.

"Hello! It's you again-"

[sweariwontdie]

"Yes, it's me, and you should smile like that more often." He grins. "May I sit with you?"

[sisterbenedict]

She scoots over, gladly, making room for him. "Of course - I'd be happy to have your company, Mr. St. Just." Automatic formality; she forgets.

And ducks her head in a quick, obvious blush. "Yes, well - it's just a smile. I'm happy to see you."

[knightscholar]

D'Eon and Lia are both used to coming to cool their toes in the pond, so he's not horribly surprised to see someone else with the same idea. He doesn't realize how shy she is, so he just stops within her range of vision and asks, "May I join you?"

[sisterbenedict]

She jumps, and gasps, pulling her toes out of the water at once and scrambling to her feet, flushing bright red.

"Oh - oh," she relaxes a little, looking embarrassed, not finding D'Eon too terribly frightening. "I - yes, of course..."

[knightscholar]

"I won't hurt you... I wanted to share your pond." He points at the water.

[sisterbenedict]

"It's not my pond," Wilhelmina corrects hurriedly. "It's just - a pond. A little place I found, a quiet spot - you can sit, of course, not that I have to - not that you need permission, or anything, no..."

Stop her before she really gets going, D'Eon, by all means.