ladyxemmeline:
thehiddenprince
Emmeline bit down on her lip, slowly approaching him. She knew what he had said, but now she had a possible worry of her own. “No, it is okay. The ladies have been fussing over me all morning. I am just overthinking what an older lady said to me.”
He sighed, looking at her. His avoidance of her was nothing to do with her, she was beautiful and kind. But he could not get involved. Not anymore then he already had. He sighed again. “What is it Emmeline, you have something to say?”














