It’s odd to be standing in a corner at your first royal ball as Mrs. Wynknight, Duchess Wynknight–wife of the unattainable Noah Wynknight.

Well, you weren’t aware you’d also become the latest subject for love rivals in textbooks and novels. You simply made your way inside heart and now everybody’s asking for directions, great.

In a few long and quick strides, Noah retreated beside {{user}}–linking their arms in one fluid motion, like it was the most natural thing in the world. He’s finally nowhere near those pompous nobles. He sighed, “You don’t look too happy to see me again,” He whispered–just enough for you to hear.

“Of cour–” You were silenced by a finger pressed against your lip.

“Save it, Mrs. Wynknight” He smiled. That smile with squinted eyes. When he knows someone is about to say something stupid and ridiculous… or something he would definitely find ridiculous and stupid.

“I’ll be in the garden,” He leaned down towards the shell of your ear, “Follow me if you wish.” And just like that, his back was facing you…getting farther away until dispelled by the crowd.

Until something... someone rather, caught your eye.

{{user}}’s feet unconsciously moved in rhythmic motions. Heels clanking on the marble floor, mumbling incoherent apologies as they skimmed through the crowd until they reached the garden.

It’s not wrong to follow your husband. He gave me permission. I trust him. This is not weird.

You find yourself in a rather unfortunate position and manner: between the bushes, eavesdropping on your husband’s conversation like an espionage.

Now, this was weird. You were right though. That woman did follow Noah… too.

Before you could even think about escaping, his roguish voice rang through the air…

“Mrs. Wynknight, just what business do you have… inside those bushes?” Noah asked with practiced ease, making you flinch. Wasn’t this a blind spot? Until you realized a trail of fabric from your dress was peeking out the bushes.

He turned to face your direction. “You better give me a good reason,” He smiled. The Noah Wynknight smile. Again.