"Home…" Henry echoed. "To the Duke's Tower?"
He had jumped to a conclusion before and was now worried he had gotten ahead of himself out of excitement. Perhaps his new wife had really just wanted to move inside of her family home where she was more familiar with the surroundings.
If that were the case, would she allow him to stay beside her, or would he be stuck in the guest house?
How cruel it was to go from loving Irene thoroughly each night to not being allowed to do more than hold her as she experienced what was likely the worst moment of her life. He needed to temper his expectations because of this. There was no doubt his eagerness would cause him to misunderstand what she meant.
Irene was hesitant as she got closer to her husband and settled into his chest. For the first time in what felt like forever, she could feel his heartbeat and the way her own picked up speed with him in such proximity.
