Chapter XLVII

Ian was excited to show Emily the wilds that he spent when he was a little lad. He was looking at the sleeping Emily beside him as her head was leaning against his shoulder. He was holding her hand as the dim sunlight was penetrating the curtains over the windows of the carriage. He sighed as he tried to avoid the sunlight that seeped through so that his skin would not be blistered by the harsh light. Also, Ian had to protect Emily's skin from it. Hence, he pulled her closer to his side.

"Hmm," she mumbled in her sleep before she was nuzzling his neck. Ian smiled as he smelled the lily scent that was coming off her skin.

Like every morning when he was between her legs.

"Emmy? My love? Are you awake?" he whispered as the carriage was rolling slowly to a stop. The horses neighed before the coachman was getting off. Then, there was some rustling and mumbling as the horses nei