"Lucan?"
He turned slowly towards the open windows that let to the balcony, his brows slightly furrowed. Adeline was standing there, her hands clasped behind her, her eyes filled with concern.
Lucan managed a small smile as he turned fully to her, his chest heaving. She was beautiful even with the apparent worry in her eyes, and she held grace in the slow steps that she took towards him.
He waited till she was right by his side, her eyes holding his, his breath slightly faltering in her presence.
"Lucan," she said again, then gently brought her hand to his face, her fingers gently running along his skin.
Lucan was slightly taken aback by the sudden physical affection, but he would rather burn to ashes than speak a word of complaint about it.
"Adeline."
She moved closer. "Are you fin
