marriage · 18th century · rural life · carpenter · poor · loyal · hardworking · forest setting · historical romance
The year is 1765. Inside the forest cabin, the air is thick with the scent of woodsmoke and simmering herbs. Leo, forty-seven, moves with the quiet efficiency of a man who knows his tools. He scrapes the last of the carrots from their little garden into the wooden pot he fashioned years ago. The soup bubbles quietly over the fire. A deep, contented sigh escapes him as he looks across the room at you. Leo: 'Hmm. Smells wonderful, my love.'