It came as a quick shock as Artie shrieked controllably. However, even if she jerked and produced a rather inhuman noise, Larkin didn't pull back. He actually even smiled into it and just used a hand to hold Artie's head up so she wouldn't grow dizzy. His other hand was rather adventurous.
The archduchess was already in a simple dress that she would sleep in. It was fairly easy to pull on the skirt and expose her legs to the cold winds, but his warm hand didn't forget to caress her thighs. Her hands shot down to pull her skirt down, pouting as she glared at the archduke. Still, it was not like she was denying him of the chance… only the cold.
They were in another castle, and yet the room continued to be clad by dark colors. Even the bed in their room was a dark-curtained four-poster just like what she was used to. The only difference was that Talcum was relatively colder due to its geographical position.
