Enzo went back to his bedchambers to check on Arabella. He found her sitting by the window with a book in her hand, though she did not seem to be reading anymore. Her eyes were fixed outside as she watched the palace grounds, lost in her thoughts.
She did not need anyone to tell her that it was Enzo who had entered the room. She could recognize his presence even without looking at him, and when he walked closer, she felt his familiar scent fill the room. Enzo took off his jacket and placed it aside before walking toward her.
"How did the people take what you had to tell them?" Arabella asked as Enzo came behind her and wrapped his arms around her.
Enzo did not answer immediately. Instead, he rested his chin lightly against her shoulder and took in her scent, almost as though he needed the reassurance that she was truly there and safe. After everything that had happened that day, seeing her sitting peacefully by the window eased some of the tension he had been carrying.
