84. : Strike while the Ember’s still hot - the Witch’s Brew Café

“You would sing to her under her window.”

“While you played Romeo reading her poetry,” Marius remarked.

“She liked your singing better didn’t she?” the dark haired man replied smiling into his coffee. “It used to make her father so angry,” he laughed.

Marius’ smile fell into his tea. “I won because you left. In that way I didn’t really win.”

“I heard she married you,” his friend said quietly.

“She also left me.”

“You could always try winning her back.”

Marius looked at him with a look of incredulity.

“I’ll lend you my old poetry book,” His friend said.