MELLIFLUOUS ━ T. CHALAMET

( CHAPTER THREE ― A PAYMENT OWED )

Harry shook his head, what she was doing for him was already enough. Saving him was enough. "I could not ask you to do that."

"You weren't asking, I was telling you. I'm sure he'll employ you. He always needs new hands and I think Henry could use some help in the stables. Besides, if France is still where you want to go, you'll need money. Not just for passage but for food and someplace to stay. You will take the job, it's the least I can do." Elizabeth spoke.

Harry only nodded, he was so confused about this woman. First, she helped him and now she will ask her father for a job for him? He was astonished, no noble was this kind. He wondered if she was truly this kind or if she had an ulterior motive.

An hour later, Harry was laying down again and was sound asleep. No cough or wheezing was heard from the man. Elizabeth had learned that he'd just turned twenty-six. That he had no family and no money. He was a peasant since birth and has been since. She would do what she could for him to help him get to France.

With that in mind, she stood and left the room quietly, leaving him to get the rest he needed. She walked back up the steps to the main corridor, taking the steps to the second floor where her room was located. Her feet carried her to her room. She entered quickly and quietly, removing her dress from the day and slipping into her nightgown, letting her hair fall from being pinned back.

Placing the clip on her vanity she heard a soft knock at her door, her brows furrowed. It was late and she wondered who it was. Quickly closing the gap between her and the door, she opened it.

"Oh... I-I am sorry I did not realize..." Henry trailed off, his eyes looking from her nightgown to the floor.

"It's okay. What did you need?" She spoke lightly and smiled softly at him.

"I came to return this. You must have forgotten it due to all the commotion." He spoke as he pulled the flower crown, the little girl had made for Elizabeth earlier, out from the shadows. He saw Elizabeth smile widely as she saw it.

Henry handed her the flower crown and she took it, "Thank you, Henry." She said, soon she turned around and looked around her room to see where she could place it.

Elizabeth wanted it somewhere where she could wake up and see it every morning, her bedpost. The only problem, she was much too short. "Henry, could I ask you to do something for me?" She asked turning back to him.

"Of course, what is it?" With that answer Elizabeth pulled him into her room shutting the door behind him, she pulled him over to her bed and pointed up at the bedpost.

"I want the flower crown up there but as you can clearly see, I am too short." She spoke.

Henry breathed in and looked from Elizabeth to the bedpost and then back to Elizabeth. "My Lady, I do not know. From that height, a fall could kill someone like me." He joked as he placed a hand on his chest. "I can not believe you would ask me to do something so dangerous."

"But sir, the fate of the world depends on it," Elizabeth said with the same joking manner.

Henry sat in thought for a moment, slowly he nodded, "If it is the fate of the world then so I must." He took the flower crown from her and stood on her bed before jumping to reach the top to place the flower crown. Henry's feet soon made contact with the floor, where he slowly fell to the ground jokingly.