Marguerite couldn't help but beam. Oh, the way he made her feel, there were no words to describe it so a pleasant silence and a kiss on his cheek would have to make do.

"If you say so, my dear Percy," she smiled. "Promise? The gardens are not nearly as enjoyable without you to share them with you know." Marguerite blushed again and kissed his hand again. "That sounds," she sighed happily at him. "Simply delightful."