Damian held Eilika's hand tightly, helping her to land her feet on the dock. The ride was lovely as he expected. He handsomely paid Joram, who initially refused to take any amount, but when the Duke insisted, he accepted the reward.
The area was reopened for the people after they both left in the carriage.
"The fireflies must be attracted to something that they come at that spot every night," Eilika stated, smiling. "Thank you for planning such a ride."
"It's the beginning only. I've many more things planned for us," Damian answered.
"Like?" Eilika's curiosity piqued.
"You'll know with time," he replied. "There's something in your hair. A dry leaf, I think."
She was quick to move her hand to her head, trying to remove it, but the tiny leaf couldn't come in contact with her hand. Damian leaned toward her and removed it, his fingers brushing her long tresses as he withdrew his hand.
