[Music Recommendation: Western Nights ~ Ethel Cain]
Adric turned to Oriana, who was still fuming at the charmer, as she wanted to know what he had done to her sister. Despite never being loved by her sister, it amazed Adric how Oriana managed to keep her beautiful heart undented and how she had turned to be his personal amusement and headache. His eyes followed her movement.
"I'm sure he is working with that man," Oriana continued, tapping her finger on her lips.
Adric's eyes looked down at her leg, and he bent down before scooping Oriana in his arm, carrying her in a bridal style.
Oriana gasped when Adric carried her up from the ground, "What are you doing?" she tried to hide her face.
"Rowan, I will leave the rest to you," he said before leaving with Oriana, who buried her face on Adric's shoulder.
Malcolm turned to Madame Rosalie, "Let's go now." he gestured for the woman to move forward, and she did while he followed her behind.