#kit charming | 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘

[ladyinsilvcr]

@mrkitcharming​

Along the edge of the estate’s grounds stood an old oak that Ella had become quite fond of. She found herself visiting it often during her breaks, often bringing the latest novel that had her enraptured or a notebook filled with sketches of the flora and fauna around her. A robin guarding over her precious turquoise eggs. Squirrels with lavishly bushy tails and chipmunks whose cheeks were full of acorns. A particularly twisted aspen she’d spotted on a walk stroll through the Enchanted Forest. Pressed between some of the pages were delicately preserved flowers — pansies, forget-me-nots, rock cress, and sweet alyssum. On days when she felt like eating alone, she’d take a canvas bag to carry her lunch out with her as well. The large, exposed roots of the oak made for a perfect natural bench. 

She’d sketched out a nearby patch of Queen Anne’s lace and was just finishing up the extricate details of its tiny flowers. They appeared to her as dainty parasols, fit for only the smallest of creatures. Perhaps the addition of pixies flittering between their little patches of shade would make for a nice finishing touch. Ella popped another blueberry into her mouth as she pondered the idea. Her early lunch consisted of a short stack of crackers, a few slices of brie, a jar of berries, and a leftover pumpkin muffin from the batch she’d made a few days prior. 

The sound of a twig snapping nearby alerted her that she was no longer alone. Ella’s head snapped upwards and she wasn’t sure if she was more startled by the sudden presence of another, or by the fact that her visitor was none other than Kit Charming. His name was on the tip of her tongue, but she remembered her manners before the informal greeting slipped past her lips. “Good afternoon, sir. I’m sorry I didn’t notice you come upon me sooner,” She apologized and closed her notebook. “I was just taking my lunch, but I can leave if you’d prefer your privacy.”