the dream with the prince and the fiancé

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17th Century- Paris Sunshine started to shine through the windows, it was still very early in the morning, but the two lovebirds were still talking to each other, as their bodies laid intertwined in bed. Elise had her head resting on August’s chest, while he gently rubbed her back, leaning in every few minutes to kiss her forehead. “Let’s run away.” August spoke, making Elise lean up on her elbows to look at his handsome face. “What did you just say?” She asked him, hoping she had misheard him. “Let’s run away, together.” He spoke again, and the look in his eyes made Elise know that he was very serious about this. “But…that’s not possible.” Elise whispered, shaking her head. “But what if it is possible?” August countered, and all Elise could do was frown at him. “What if we leave, r

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