Seeing his smile, Arabella felt her heart skip a beat. She unconsciously wanted to raise her hand and touch his face, to see him beneath the disguise when suddenly the fragile tension they had together stoped as a sudden knock on the door burst their silence.
Arabella went quiet, her eyes slightly snapping back from her daze but she couldn't bring her eyes away from his face, watching his features and wondering how he would truly like underneath that mask of a maid.
"Lady Arabella?" The voice of the said servant who had knocked on the door echoed again.
Arabella slightly felt how unfortunate it was that she couldn't spend more time with him only to feel troubled in her heart as she had never known this sort of emotion, an odd emotion that made her hesitate and torn between two choice.
"Lady Arabella?"
