9. Where are we going?
"Ella we are going." My parents said as they were walking out of the door. "Goodbye." I waved. I ran to my room and put some perfume on. "Ella." I took a last look at myself in the mirror cause Francis would be here any minute. "Ella." Someone whispered. I looked down my window. I smiled. "Let down your hair." He laughed. "Very funny." I giggled. I quietly went downstairs and opened the door as quietly as possible.
I walked to the back of the castle and hugged Francis. "I didn't think you would show up." I smiled. It was dark outside, his eyes sparkled. "Why would you think that?" He asked. He took my hand and sat on the bench. I stared at the pond in front of us. "I don't know." He threw a rock in"the pong and it skimmed the water three times. "Do your parents know I visit?" He asked. "No. That's why I always sneak out." I signed. "Mine don't know either." He laughed. It was silent for a while but then he turned his head next to mine and I turned my head. We made eye contact and he leaned over and kissed me.
It was romantic. "Get your horse." He pushed my hair back and smiled. I got up and grabbed my Hayes. "Hey boy." I kissed him. I put the saddle on him and rode to Francis. "Where are we going?" I said. "You will see." He got on his horse and we rode away.