Chapter 273
"... I understand. We will come out in a moment."
"Understood, Your Highness."
Meeting her eyes again after lightly turning to the side and answering the guard, Zeleskiaz found her pure grey hues staring with innocent curiosity. Seemingly uninterested at the end of their travels.
"I suppose it is time we leave this matter." — Handing back the stack she had been writing in, always letting it stay in his possession, the Crown Prince gave an end to the conversation he was leading for a moment, without his knowledge, into one to indulge in his feelings.
Standing from his seat, he opened the door of the carriage to vacate it and help the Lady to step down from it.
Marianne witnessed his motion with surprise. And observed his back leave the carriage in her characteristic silence. As well as his turn once outside to guard the entrance, extending his hand with refined motion as his eyes, illuminated by the thoughtless sun, met hers from across the door. Inviting her with the seriousness he had adopted and the softness of his tone.
"My Lady."
Simply, he uttered. Craving in his words the sweetness she would always receive from the man.
"....."
As if lured, Marianne followed his call without delay and extended her hand with anticipation as she reached the door.
Finally meeting his palm, holding it gladly and with comfort for this could be one of the last opportunities she would feel the welcomed touch of the Prince until their next meeting.
Her eyes only briefly departed from his to watch her steps that already felt wronged in the woman’s body. And yet, like in their first dance, Zeleskiaz held her so no harm would be dealt to her feet.