The carriage ride to the shop was awfully quiet. Ryan just sat there and Astrid sat beside him. He had wabted to make conversation with her but he was clueless on how to begin or what to say. He didn't want to set her off, so he just remained quiet. Astrid on the other, didn't feel the need to talk since she wasn't spoken to. She had caught Ryan peeking a glimpse at her a few times, but she pretended as though she didn't. It was her first time being out of the palace walls in two months and she appreciated the breath of fresh air, the sight of people other than the palace maids and guards and really just being out of the palace in general. The carriage came to stop in front of one of the shops and Astrid was knocked out of her thoughts. Looking ahead, she saw an array of clothing shops and people flocking in and out of them. "Shall we?" Ryan turned to look at her, offering his hand with a smile. He wanted her to hold his hand? Really? What was happening here? She looked at his o
The carriage ride to the shop was awfully quiet. Ryan just sat there and Astrid sat beside him. He had wabted to make conversation with her but he was clueless on how to begin or what to say. He didn't want to set her off, so he just remained quiet. Astrid on the other, didn't feel the need to talk since she wasn't spoken to. She had caught Ryan peeking a glimpse at her a few times, but she pretended as though she didn't. It was her first time being out of the palace walls in two months and she appreciated the breath of fresh air, the sight of people other than the palace maids and guards and really just being out of the palace in general. The carriage came to stop in front of one of the shops and Astrid was knocked out of her thoughts. Looking ahead, she saw an array of clothing shops and people flocking in and out of them. "Shall we?" Ryan turned to look at her, offering his hand with a smile. He wanted her to hold his hand? Really? What was happening here? She looked at his o
The carriage ride to the shop was awfully quiet. Ryan just sat there and Astrid sat beside him. He had wabted to make conversation with her but he was clueless on how to begin or what to say. He didn't want to set her off, so he just remained quiet. Astrid on the other, didn't feel the need to talk since she wasn't spoken to. She had caught Ryan peeking a glimpse at her a few times, but she pretended as though she didn't. It was her first time being out of the palace walls in two months and she appreciated the breath of fresh air, the sight of people other than the palace maids and guards and really just being out of the palace in general. The carriage came to stop in front of one of the shops and Astrid was knocked out of her thoughts. Looking ahead, she saw an array of clothing shops and people flocking in and out of them. "Shall we?" Ryan turned to look at her, offering his hand with a smile. He wanted her to hold his hand? Really? What was happening here? She looked at his o
Ryan was also thinking the same thing. The townspeople knew Astrid. They hated her. They expected her to be confined in chains since she wasn't going to be killed. What would they say when they see her with him? "Give me a moment." he said and let go of her hand. He walked down to a woman selling veils. Astrid watched as he purchased one from the woman and returned back to her. "So people wouldn't recognize you." He said to her as he returned. She nodded, sharing the same vein. "Can I help you put it on?" Again, she nodded and stepped closer to him. He gently put the veil on, covering her face but still making it comfortable enough for her. So she could breathe well and not feel choked up. As he adjusted the sides of the veil, tucking in her hair behind it, his hands gently brushed the corners of her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. "There. No one will know it's you." He said as he finished and took a step back. "Thank you." She replied. "No problem, let us go in now." He
Ryan was also thinking the same thing. The townspeople knew Astrid. They hated her. They expected her to be confined in chains since she wasn't going to be killed. What would they say when they see her with him? "Give me a moment." he said and let go of her hand. He walked down to a woman selling veils. Astrid watched as he purchased one from the woman and returned back to her. "So people wouldn't recognize you." He said to her as he returned. She nodded, sharing the same vein. "Can I help you put it on?" Again, she nodded and stepped closer to him. He gently put the veil on, covering her face but still making it comfortable enough for her. So she could breathe well and not feel choked up. As he adjusted the sides of the veil, tucking in her hair behind it, his hands gently brushed the corners of her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. "There. No one will know it's you." He said as he finished and took a step back. "Thank you." She replied. "No problem, let us go in now." He
Ryan was also thinking the same thing. The townspeople knew Astrid. They hated her. They expected her to be confined in chains since she wasn't going to be killed. What would they say when they see her with him? "Give me a moment." he said and let go of her hand. He walked down to a woman selling veils. Astrid watched as he purchased one from the woman and returned back to her. "So people wouldn't recognize you." He said to her as he returned. She nodded, sharing the same vein. "Can I help you put it on?" Again, she nodded and stepped closer to him. He gently put the veil on, covering her face but still making it comfortable enough for her. So she could breathe well and not feel choked up. As he adjusted the sides of the veil, tucking in her hair behind it, his hands gently brushed the corners of her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. "There. No one will know it's you." He said as he finished and took a step back. "Thank you." She replied. "No problem, let us go in now." He
She would come out and show him the dress shr picked out and he would either agree or disagree on it. She loved his opinion on fashion and he was funny as well. It went on for nearly an hour — and they themselves had already lost track of time. She stepped out with outfit number…she had lost count. It was a blue gown that was knee–lengthed, flowing gracefully around her.Ryan looked up from inspecting a pair of shoes that he had wanted to suggest that she picked out. His eyes widened as he took in her features, she was breathtakingly beautiful. Her blonde hair complemented the dress and her blue eyes matched the shade of the dress. She was beautiful, so beautiful and looked even more gorgeous in clothes that weren't her usual rags. It felt wrong for him to be thinking about it, to be thinking about her. She was still very much an enemy to the kingdom and he shouldn't be harbouring these…feelings for her. "So?" she questioned, knocking him out of his thoughts. She did a twirl in th
Ryan was also thinking the same thing. The townspeople knew Astrid. They hated her. They expected her to be confined in chains since she wasn't going to be killed. What would they say when they see her with him? "Give me a moment." he said and let go of her hand. He walked down to a woman selling veils. Astrid watched as he purchased one from the woman and returned back to her. "So people wouldn't recognize you." He said to her as he returned. She nodded, sharing the same vein. "Can I help you put it on?" Again, she nodded and stepped closer to him. He gently put the veil on, covering her face but still making it comfortable enough for her. So she could breathe well and not feel choked up. As he adjusted the sides of the veil, tucking in her hair behind it, his hands gently brushed the corners of her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. "There. No one will know it's you." He said as he finished and took a step back. "Thank you." She replied. "No problem, let us go in now." He