Back in the duchy of Stalwart Arianna had the time of her life. The date had gone extremely well, even better than she had hoped. Maxim had taken her for a drive after the hearty breakfast.
He'd taken her to a high-end establishment where they walked hand in hand, feeling the warmth of his massive hand. It was romantic, and her maiden's heart couldn't stop beating the whole time.
Maxim wasn't a great talker, but when he did speak, it was all very sweet and smooth sailing. She liked how he didn't sugarcoat his words for her; he would, however, compliment her now and then, making her so happy she wished she had met him sooner.
They had lunch at a seafood restaurant, where she ate indiscriminately and later regretted it because her stomach was full. Maxim had laughed at her, not in a bad way, but in a good way.
