all it had taken was one misstep for you to slip and begin to fall forwards on the stairs. Your shoes carrying the soap from cleaning the tiled floors of the winery kitchen..

"Woah-!"

a strong pair of arms caught you, wrapping his arms around your waist and cradling you to his chest..

"Are you okay, madam..?"

Diluc asked, underlying concern and worry in his voice he still hasn't let up his hold on your waist..