A Memory (Valentina)
Just the other night, I thought of the first time Thea and I properly kissed. It was during a party at the mansion; she had snuck off to escape her brother's piggish friends, and I was on a mission in the woods just outside the estate. I had gone to the river to relax, when I saw her sitting by the bank. It was a surprise to be sure, but a welcome one. We talked, she told me of Richard's friends, I got closer, and our lips met. Fitting, that this was the season when lilies were in bloom.