The carriage pulled to a stop. Mikyle was the first to exit. He then held out his hand for Adrien to take.
When Adrien's palm pressed against Mikyle's skin, he felt a burst of heat and a zapping sensation, making him feel as if he had been shocked by an electrical current. It was so strong that his toes curled.
As soon as his feet were firmly on the ground, he took his hand back. Was this the reason why Mikyle was so forthcoming, because of this strange attraction?
"The play starts in an hour," Mikyle informed him.
Adrien gave a brief nod of his head. He was looking forward to seeing his first play.
"I figured we could grab breakfast at a nearby cafè before we head over," Mikyle suggested.
"Sure. Sounds good." Adrien looked around them as he took in the sights. He had been to the city before but this was a new part to him.
Mikyle led them to a nearby café. The inside atmosphere was pleasant and not too crowded.
