“…You are one strange boy.”

“You appeared in my chambers a month ago, and you claimed to be from the future; the 21st century.”

“I should have had you killed for trespassing on my property… Why didn’t I…?”

“Was it your refreshing personality? Fascinating stories? Charming voice? Handsome face?”

“…You make me want to hold you close…”

“…You’ve utterly bewitched me, strange boy.”

(Elizabeth sighed softly, and she hugs you gently from the back.)

“Don’t go… stay for a little longer.”