It was a quick kiss that did nothing to reassure her, but Rose kept her smile in place as she looked up at Caius.
Thinking about it wouldn't change the situation; she had to trust him, and she did, but it didn't mean it would immediately stop the queasy feeling in her stomach.
Caius didn't speak more on the matter, nor did he pester her to have breakfast with him, even though he wanted nothing more than to walk out of here with her—for all to see.
Furthermore, he could clearly see her worry, and he wanted to reassure her, but it would only seem like mere words.
He had to be patient and do the needful; then he could easily demand whatever he wanted, and she would have no excuse then.
Caius lifted a hand and tucked some hair behind her ear. Rose's strained smile held steady, but he could see the look in her eyes, and he bit back again on saying anything about his plans.
That was for him to figure out and for her to attend, like the bride she was.
