This home was hers now, as it was his own, and although it struck him as odd to be offered tea by her how could he refuse? “I would love nothing more, Fräulein. Thank you.” And so, he moved to sink into an open armchair with grace, setting his walking stick down and waiting for Sam to do the same. Even so, he could hardly tear his eyes from her. Finally, as if waking from his thoughts, he turned to his friend. “You seem to have something on your mind, my good man. Is everything quite alright?” A gloved hand reached out to lay over the clown’s.
“Thank you, Elsa,” he replied before sitting down in the chair beside Edward’s. He had hoped that his thoughtfulness would go unnoticed, but as usual, he was all to obvious when it came to that sort of thing. His mother had often told him that she could practically see the smoke coming off of his head when he would think. He smiled brightly and shook his head. “You don’t need to fuss over me. I’m more than alright. Everything’s wonderful. I’m just happy…really happy. This is the best I’ve felt in a long time. I have friends, a family…I wouldn’t give it up for anything.”
Delicately, her hand brushed Edward’s shoulder as she passed him, before her slender figure disappeared in the kitchen. For a brief moment, she could still hear their conversation, but soon it was unnoticeable due to the sound of the boiling water Elsa prepared. Her hand dainty fingers moved through the blonde curly hair as she smiled to herself. Who would blame her? She considered herself as a lucky woman. There was nothing she wanted more than being with the most gorgeous gentleman she ever met, Edward, and the purest, most loyal soul one could ask for, Sam. The warm feeling of having a family was something Elsa could get used to. And kindness, protection and acceptance were hard to find at every place – except in this world.
I'm German too, so I don't use a translator to make Elsa babble in her native language. As it's MY first language too, I'd like to apologize for the silly English mistakes I make.
Doing some language / business studies.
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Oh, and, whenever you see this silly cupcake down there, you'll know that the mun's talking, not Elsa.
That's it, I guess. I hope you haven't expected something special here. You're awesome.