The rest of the time went so smoothly that I regretted even thinking that Lord Andrew was going to hurt me. The painting of me was kept in my bag safely along with the other gifts or important things I have received or taken. I had this constant smile on my face all while drawing the piece asked by Lord Andrew, while he sat for some time and then placed behind me waiting for the artwork to be over.
If I wasn't lying to myself, I liked his presence near me. Opposing the thoughts I had in my mind about him, he had proven to be someone I felt comfortable around. I had even tied my hair back and focused wholly on doing the work.
Taking one more glance at the piece in front of my eyes, I slowly shifted back and gave space to Lord Andrew to look at that painting. I knew he wanted me to draw l
