"I will set our wedding and your crowing ceremony for a week from now," Sebastian announced after they had both emptied their plates in front of them. He watched her put her cup of coffee down on the saucer and gave him a small nod.
"Is that time all right with you?" he asked, and she nodded again without speaking. Sebastian was not satisfied. He wanted to hear her voice. He needed words from her. They had eaten in silence, and he didn't like it.
'Patience, man. Don't rush her, she's still getting accustomed to you,' Muffin said.
'For how long? I am willing to do anything to make her feel free around me.'
'Rome wasn't built in a day, you know. Just because she ate your food doesn't mean she is suddenly free and okay with you. Go gently; any pace is enough as long as there is progress.'
