The young queen and her guard had no idea that they were in each other's arms for more than 10 minutes. Jacob, conflicted with the thought of wanting to kiss her.
She loves me, doesn't she? She would want to as well?
But he wasn't all too sure if it was the right thing to do, given the situation. She was already overwhelmed exchanging their mutual feelings with each other. Maybe he'll wait, wait until she's ready and uncomfortable enough.
"SABBIE!!!" someone yelled extremely loud, a familiar voice. Letty. She was running towards the queen and Jacob. With little Mary tagging along. Having a difficult time keeping up to pace with her older sister.
Isabelle quickly freed herself from Jacob. Fixing her dress, refraining from looking directly into his eyes.
She's ashamed... I understand. i
