Guest Posted December 5, 2016 Share Posted December 5, 2016 John and Lucinda Once she was within arms length John drew her to him with a brief kiss. He smiled widely and cupped her cheek, taking her hand and leading her on. He squeezed it, still finding much meaning in such small gestures. One handed he opened the door to their room, locking it behind them. The Apollo Room: The room is on the first floor in the southwest corner of the inn. The floors are covered with a claret-coloured woollen carpet. A solid oak wardrobe stands against one wall and a small writing table and chair against another. The table has good quality paper, a delft-ware ink well and a few quills. A small mirror hangs over the mantlepiece and a comfortable chair upholstered in claret coloured wool stands beside the fire. The room is dominated by the canopied bed. The bed curtains, canopy and coverlet are of crewel work linen, that is linen embroidered in wools. The embroidery design is of Apollo playing the lyre in a contest with the satyr Pan, all depicted marvellously with attention to detail on the nymphs surrounding them. The bed is dressed with Irish linen sheets, starched crisp and soft blankets of claret coloured English wool. John looked at Lucinda, a gleam in his eyes. With a twirling flourish he pulled her to him and indulged in another kiss, this one more passionate, longer. He breathed deeply of her closeness, convincing himself she was real. And that she was with him. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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