Justin let out a low whistle. "Wow. That was romantic."
"I don't think romance and your brother go hand-in-hand." Elsa sighed. "Does he work all the time?"
Justin chuckled. "Desmond? Oh, absolutely. He breathes work but don't take it personally. If he left you here, it means he trusts me to make sure you don't escape." He winked.
Elsa rolled her eyes. "I am not a prisoner."
"That's exactly what a prisoner would say," Justin teased before gesturing for her to follow him. "Come on, let me show you around."
Elsa smiled slightly and followed him. She hadn't expected Desmond to give her the new bride treatment but she did expect the decent courtesy of giving her a tour. But maybe she expected too much from the marriage of compromise.
Shoving away the pity thoughts, she quietly follwoed her tour guide.
