Chapter 389
Marianne’s wishes were the most appropriate before such conditions... Therefore, swallowing his concern, Zeleskiaz agreed. Moving immediately so no more undesirable events would tire his lady.
"My lady, do allow me, please..." — Carefully, Zeleskiaz took her in his arms, lifting her as if precious treasure and lacing her up the horse of her father... Earning touch of her exposed limb by unthoughtful chance, yet only realising its exposure once she was safely sitting on top of the mount, for his eyes were right before the skin slipping through the gap on her skirt.
"!?!" — Quick, escaping the forbidden sight the prince turned and jumped to ride behind her, experiencing immediate hazard as she did not mind the exposure and did not conceal it even as his leg grazed with hers... causing Zeleskiaz’s gaze to fall again on the smooth limb that had been cleaned in fast treatment.
"Er... Lady Marianne–!?"
’Yeah... let’s go...’
Naturally, the lady leaned on him once his hand reached for the reins. However, the man could not allow the temptation to enhance further after being interrupted by her welcomed weight. Forcing himself to continue to tell his concern in a thoughtful manner.
"My lady... umh... your limb is... I suggest for it to be kept from other’s sight before we depart..." — Attempting to be a gentleman, Zeleskiaz looked the other way while she weakly glanced at him speak, wishing to not be a cause of embarrassment for the woman. Nonetheless, strictly wishing to protect her entirely from the eyes of those not meant to be graced by such sight. — "Men are close, and... my lady’s honour, we ought to protect it too."
"..."
"... I-It is a sincere concern... Do please not think badly of myself..." — Watching the quiet woman lower her head to look at her limb, the crown prince stuttered for she found a comfortable place on his chest while slowly taking the edge of her torn dress. Pulling it delicately to hide the flesh from other’s sight as suggested... Not offended in the slightest, yet bashful at the man’s concern. For it was usually himself the greatest danger for the lady’s honour to remain untouched.
’If... you say so...’ — She secretly answered, letting her weight rely on the man further provoking his inner air to tremble mercilessly to her every frail action.