"Oh Percy," Marguerite said softly. His words made her heart flutter in the most wonderful way. "I never thought of such a thing and I am most honored to be thought of like that. My sweet Percy, you continue to amaze me each day." Marguerite couldn't help but feel proud of her small display of love for her new home country.

"England is my home now, well, aside from wherever this is," she explained to him. "Not only did I go to school there, it is your home and therefore mine too. It is a place of peace and I have you to thank for it." She may not have shown it before but England held a very close place in her heart. When she married Percy it became apart of her life again, a solace from the chaos and blood of her beloved France. "You think so?"