As embarrassed as Ruelle had been after the examination, she was relieved it was over. No one brought it up, as if it had never happened, and the seriousness of the Slater mansion was something she found herself quietly grateful for.
Right now, four of them approached the carriage as they were heading into town, to the seamstress's shop. Ruelle climbed in first, followed by Lucian. Dane had come along as well, and before getting inside, he turned and offered Peyton a polite smile that stretched longer.
"Apologies, but the interior seats are only for family. You don't mind sitting beside the coachman, do you?" Dane asked her.
Peyton stared at him for a brief moment, then glanced at Ruelle before making her way to the front to sit beside Claude.
Ruelle frowned slightly as she watched Dane climb inside and close the carriage door. Upon noticing her gaze, he tilted his head.
"She's only doing her job," she murmured.
