"Is the Duke drunk?" Eilika asked, her voice barely a whisper. "Does he want to be my husband from his heart, or is this merely out of duty?"
Damian turned his head slightly to meet her eyes. "Neither. I simply want to try to be a husband."
"Alright. I will be looking forward to this outing then," Eilika stated, though a small, curious smile played on her lips. "But where exactly will you take me?"
"That, I haven't decided yet," Damian answered, looking back out at the moonlit grounds of the palace. "But we won't be taking Roman this time. I want the day to be completely ours."
Eilika felt a flutter of anticipation at his words. The idea of a day without the shield of their parental roles felt both daunting and intimate.
"A day for just the two of us," she murmured, more to herself than him.
Damian nodded slowly. "Yes, we need to go out without Roman. Since Louis is here, we don't have to worry. Besides, Roman is a quiet boy; he knows well enough not to disturb his elders."
