Third Person POV
Lucian caused quite a stir as he made it back into the castle, a distraught Rosalie in his arms, still clad in the blanket as he gripped her tight. His expression was solemn, his jaw tight, while Rosalie was embarrassed, grateful the blanket covered her naked body. She avoided looking anybody in the eyes, feeling ashamed and awkward. Queen Isabelle gasped, her hand to her mouth as her son shot her a look, subtly shaking his head at her when she would have come forward to help. He didn’t want anybody to help with Rosalie, not even his mother. Lucian wanted to take care of the woman he loved himself, without interference from anybody else. A first for him, but certainly not the last time he would feel that way, not if he had anything to do about it.
He slowly strode up th
