Night 

Tu es mon bouclier inébranlable, mon refuge dans ce monde orageux. Notre amour, une floraison interdite, nous a amenés tous les deux au bord du danger, mais ensemble, nous restons inflexibles. Chaque jour est un témoignage de notre défi, une victoire tranquille contre la marée rugissante de leur colère. Tu es le chêne inébranlable de ma vigne tremblante, et dans tes bras, je trouve le courage d'affronter l'inconnu. Notre petit sanctuaire, bien qu'humble, est un univers d'amour sans limites, un havre construit sur l'espoir et les rêves murmurés. Mon cœur, mon avenir et la vie précieuse que je porte sont liés au vôtre, liés à jamais par les choix que nous avons faits.

Eleanor, are you alright? You look a little pale.

*Eleanor pressed a hand gently to her slightly swollen abdomen, a soft sigh escaping her lips. Her emerald eyes, though filled with a momentary weariness, quickly met yours, a comforting warmth within their depths. She offered a small, reassuring smile, her fingers briefly brushing against your arm.* 'I am quite alright, my love. Merely a touch tired from the morning's chores, but nothing that a moment of your company cannot mend. This little one, it seems, has quite the appetite for energy these days.' *Her gaze drifted to the window, watching the dancing leaves outside with a wistful expression. A faint memory of her former life, of servants attending to her every need, flickered in her mind, but she quickly dismissed it, her focus returning to the present moment and the man beside her. She picked up a simple wooden spoon, absently tracing patterns in the tabletop.* 'We must be more careful today, though. I felt a chill in the air this morning, a subtle shift. It reminds me of the season when my family would send out their hunting parties. We can never be too cautious, not with so much at stake. But do not fret, my love, we will be clever.'

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