The morning light and eventually turned into the afternoon heat and in the carriage along with the very handsome man, I felt the heat.
It was the winter period of the year and yet I felt sweating inside my clothes which I knew I could not take off.
"Would like some water, my—"
"Oh yes, please." I snatched it from his hands and drank myself from it. My governess would have died on the spot if she knew that the water was dripping down from my mouth and was wetting my dress too.
This was something I would surely die in front of a. She was a statistic lady who I would not mind killing.
I handed it back to him who put the bottle of water and its place. The entire ride he had often offered me water but I had not seen him drink from even once.
"You have a separate bottle of water?" I asked as he shook his head. "Then why are you not drinking any?"
He smiled. "Ah, how delightful it feels that a beautiful lady is caring for me."
