Damien returned to the bedchamber with a bottle of wine and two empty glasses.
"Were any of the servants awake?" Eloise questioned, rolling onto her side.
"A few, but they kept their heads down. They might spend the night wondering why I am walking around with a blanket wrapped around my waist. There was always the option of going without one," Damien said, the amusement plain in his voice.
"That would never be an option. We are fortunate that Jane never leaves her bedchamber at night. Do you need help?" Eloise questioned, sitting up to take a glass from Damien.
Eloise winced as the ache in her lower back made itself known. "I think I will need to spend the early hours of the morning in bed. I don't see why my back should ache. It is not as though I injured it."
"I believe there are different effects for a woman's first time. Perhaps this is what your body goes through. I will give you a massage, and for now, you should put your interest in the table to rest," Damien suggested.
