Anne Bassett's bedchamber

"You don't have to thank. I hope that I'll be able to go as bridesmaid."

She winked archly at Catherine and refilled their goblets.

"Maybe yes. I must think about what I'll write and perhaps in the future we will see."

Of course you shall be! You're my best friend, a sister I never had.

She exclaimed. Catherine took a sip of her sweet drink, and then placed her glass on a small side table next to her, while she listened to Anne.

I hope everything works well for you too. And to be happy as I am now.

"Thank you very much. It's an honor for me. You're also my best friend. I have two sisters, but I never had the confidence that I have in you. I very thank you for that. I looking forward to your wedding, of course."

She took a sip of sweet wine and grinned.

"I have to find the right words. For every woman waits her prince charming. And you're very lucky, because you are both in love. It's like a dream."

You're only family I've Anne, or at least I see you in that way. You don't need to thank me for anything.

She said with a small tears, it was a tears of happiness and joy to have a such dear friend.

I must say, I'm lucky. Just speak from your heart, and follow it. It'll lead you in right way.

"You're my family too. Sisters, who knows everything important about me. And it will forever."

She said with strong voice and with a sincere smile. Anne had two sisters, but never can told them her misery. Now she had Catherine. Anne knew that she can tell her everything. Now she had a new sister.

"The voice of the heart is important. If you go direction in which this voice says, you can never make a bad move."

Oh, Anne! i'm so glad the faith wanted us to met. I don't know what I'd do without you.

She said honestly, and meaning it with all her heart.

Indeed, if you follow your heart it'd lead you in the right way.

"I think that our meeting was fatal. And the best thing that ever happened to me."

She smiled.

"I agree. Advice from heart is always correctly."

For me is for sure the best thing.

She said, before she sip her wine.

So did you decided what to wrote to him?

Anne thought for a moment and then shrugged.

"It occurred to me that I will write to him that he come visit me to England."

She frowned.

"I hope that he reads the letter soon."

She gave a small nod with her head from time to time, as she listened to Anne.

That sounds like a very good plan. I hope too.

She smiled brightly.

"I'm very grateful to you for everything. All the important things I want to tell him personally."

She sighed.

All important thing should be told in person. But I'm sure he'd come as soon as he receives your latter. He'd be fool if not to.

She said and leaned back in her chair, taking a sip of her wine.

Anne had to smile. She couldn't imagine their first meeting after years.

"I hope that he will accept me as a young woman, not as a girl. I hope that he will want to come."

He shall come on his glorious white horse and take you away with him.

She said in a dreamy teasing voice, trying to make Anne smile.

I'm sure he'll come as soon as he find out you feel the same way about him after so many years.

Anne laughed. She liked fairytales.

"That sounds very tempting. It would be amazing if he arrived on a white horse and delivered me from Kimbolton and took me to his house. And... rang the bell and fairy tale is end."

She clapped her hands and laughed happily again. Caherine had such a vivid imagination, but Anne liked it.

"I hope that he isn't married."

Like in true  fairy tale. And then you'd live happily ever after.

She couldn't help and not to laugh at their vivid  imagination.

I hope too, but then he's fool if he married and didn't waited for you. Like he promised.

Anne imagined happy ending of this fairytale.

"It sounds very nice. What a pity that fairytales isn't true for each person. If he didn't to forget me, I hope we will have a happy ending. And I can't forget to your fairytale with Thomas."

It's true for every person. We all can create our own  fairytale if we're strong and determined about it. Everyone can have a fairytale of their own. Only thing you need to do is to believe.

She said, taking a small sip of her wine, and leaning her back in the chair.

See I've my own fairytale and soon you shall have yours.

"It's true. Everybody write its story itself, and it's up to him what it will be. Sometimes can't speak about the fairytale."

She shrugged and began to believe in her story.

"I can't wait to see him again."

Do you think, he'd changed?

She asked in curious voice.

Anne shrugged.

"I don't know, but it's possible. Everyone is changing."

She grinned.

"But I hope that is visually the same. I would like to know him when I will see him."

It'll happen when you least expect it. And probably sooner than you think.

She said, with knowing smile.

She smiled.

"I hope so. But you're right. Everything always happens at a time when they least expect it."

She took a sip of wine and compared the folds of her dress.

Catherine smiled, then stood up.

Come we should take a walk! It's such a beautiful day to be spent inside.

Anne stood up and stretched.

"Excellent idea. Let's go find some nice place."