“I have something for you,” Liam said, taking her by the hand, and leading her toward the dressing table. Willow eyed the package on the table suspiciously.
“Not another dress?” She asked skeptically.
“It is not an ordinary dress, my dear.” He placed the package in her hand. She untied the ribbons and pulled away the linen wrappings. Indeed, it was not an ordinary dress, but a woman’s riding costume, with soft breeches to wear underneath a split skirt. “It might be a bit large, but we can have the seamstress adjust it when we reach the Keep.”
A small smile played around her lips, as her fingers reached for the buttons on the fine dress she was already wearing. His eyes followed her eagerly as she slipped the fancy dress down off her shoulders. “Perhaps... we should delay our jo
