The stalls gave way to an open field with people dancing and cheering, a few drinks being passed around, dishes on tiny bowls going around the crowd, and s host of instrument players happily working to keep the crowd entertained.
Adeline turned to Lucan, who had grown solemn ever since the talk about the painting and the book, and she cleared her throat.
She had never had alcohol in her life, and back then, her father had been vehemently against it. She was, after all, a lady. And not just any lady, a princess.
Losing her mind due to alcohol was almost as sinful as tarnishing her honour in the love of a rake.
But now that she was standing with Lucan right here, free will at the very tip of her fingers, she found herself wondering if she could just go for it.
Let go of her inhibitions
