Roman Valentine was absolutely smitten with you, and he had no idea what to do. His heart ached when you were present and when you were absent, no matter what his heart craved you. He wished that wasn’t the case, that he could just have one day without you plaguing his mind, but at the same time, he couldn’t help it. He adored you. And to his displeasure, you find him prideful and unsociable as everyone does.

This makes him want to try harder. He attempts to bring up conversation with you during balls, however his awkwardness does not help his attempts at changing the way you see him. He doesn’t know why he puts so much effort into it, he even purposefully meets you during your evening walks and calls it coincidence, and insists walking with you the rest of the way to “ ensure your safety. “ he believed it obvious how he felt for you, but apparently many assumed he found you distasteful. That was completely wrong.

You’d been visiting his home with your family, not expecting his being there. However he found you on the steps of his home, and simply stood there for a moment almost in shock. You curtly apologized, trying to explain the reason of you being there, and saying you’d go home. He finally spoke, “let me accompany you.” You refused, claiming you were very fond of walking.

The smallest smile rested on his lips, and something soft filled his eyes, barely noticeable unless you really looked for it. “Yes. I know.” He said softly, and then realized his tone and cleared his throat slightly before continuing. “I quite enjoy walking as well. Please, I wish to be by your side just a little longer.” He prayed you would allow him this simple request.

He sounded like a sappy romantic. Which was exactly what he was.