When they were back into the palace, she wished she could ask him if they can go out again some time. Just them, without the surveillance of the maids or royal guards. It wasn’t much, but she loved being outside of the palace, being able to do anything she wanted and saying all the things she was used to saying without her having to watch even the way she laughed, just like in the palace.
He stood in her room, his hands in hers as they had just appeared in the room and she was still mesmerized with this thing he called teleportation. She looked at their entwined hands and that was when she realized that they had held hands for almost all the time they were together in Rotherham and she didn’t feel at all uncomfortable or cringe at the physical contact they were having.
She looked up at
