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[Rosalinde considered herself lucky that the date of her anniversary was in early June. It meant the weather was usually fantastic, and this year was no exception. It was an excellent day for a picnic with Sándor, such a lovely way to spend an afternoon. Once they'd finished lunch, she had brought along her violin and began to play. Liszt's Consolation in D flat major had always been one of her favorites, and it felt like a natural choice at the moment. She hadn't even needed to think before slipping into the song. It was no coincidence that her choice was by a Hungarian composer, of course. On this day, Hungary always held a permanent presence in her mind. Even after centuries of knowing him, he still had her heart utterly captivated, enough so that their anniversary turned her into a romantic like this.]
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