As the Royal banquet ends, the first thing that Dylan do was biding farewell to his Aunt and Uncle. All the time, he was trying to gain a bit of time with his lover but the Lords, Parliamentarian and other take up every bit of second that he was allowed to be free for passing their compliments for the final victory.
Dylan grab the hand of lena as he find her alone and walk to outside.
"Dylan, where are youtaking me?" Surprised as she was, Lena asked him.
"Not where, just fallow me." Dylan says as he come out of banquet hall. A rush of cold them and Lena shivers uncontrollably, Dylan put his warm coat on her shoulders.
" Where are you two going?" A voice called for two of them as they hurried past the stairs. Lena instantly froze up at the voice. Every cell inside her seems to know to whom this voice belongs to. Her grip on Dylan's hand tightens. Dylan knews it instantly. He put his arms around her shoulders and turn to face him.
