"Papa, are you sure that this is alright?" Irene asked, her body being swept off the pavement by her father's strong arms, as he lifted her onto the carriage parked outside. As she stood on the floor of the wagon, she faced her father with eyes of concern. "You have been really busy... Is it okay for you to be coming out with me like this?"
"Of course," Rudien assured her with a small smile, a gloved hand stroking her hair with delicate affection. In his crimson eyes, there was a gentle warmth. “You always tell me to take breaks, don't you? Also, I promised to make up for missing your birthday."
Considering it was both Irene and Rudien's first excursion in a while, she had been excited to spend the day with her father for a while now. There weren't many opportunities for the young prince
