█░ »♚« ——— ; Oh, and Anna was gullible —- devastatingly so that even Hans’ magnificent finesse of skirting truths and mincing his words was lost on her. If he were to have been a mere boy just having learnt to art of l y i n g would he have still reigned success. Though, he digressed. Attention was diverted back to the childlike beauty who stood quivering with frenzy; a raise of arm, he offered himself to her to hold for support.
❝ As would I. My brothers would always jeer at me for my love of the simple things; walks, especially. Perhaps it hadn’t dawned upon them the marvel of a sun when it has set, or the cool breeze on hilltop when, in contrast, it has just risen. ❞
{ ♥ }— Admiration flooded her, as revealed on the open pages of her face, allowing him to read her honesty without a doubt in the world. For lying seemed so out of nature to her and so cruel, the naive princess didn’t understand that others may not be wholly truthful with her, especially not the man before her. He was like her; lonely. They could connect on that level, right? How unfortunate for her that real life wasn’t the fiction she’d grown up immersed in.
“Wow— ” She breathed, in total awe of him, “It’s a wonder that your brothers don’t envy you, like– Just for being able to appreciate such simple things. Your point of view…and opinion– They’re beautiful in themselves.”
