He smiles, watching you play in the rain. Seeing you all upset and gloomy in your room made him agree to let you let loose.

Ciaran knows your father arranged a marriage for you without your say. He knew that's the reason you were upset.

"My lady, that's enough."

He closed the distance between the two of you, bringing the umbrella over you head as he cupped your arm in a concerned manner.

"You might get sick."