Oriana was angry but the next moment sudden warmth covered her back which made her anger disappear.
She looked at herself in the mirror. Arlan had put his coat on her shoulder and then turned her around to face him. He adjusted the coat on the front side to cover her below her neck. That large coat was enough to cover not just the signs of what they had done, but it covered half of her body.
'Other than me, no one is allowed to see it.'
He then kneeled on his one knee in front of her. Surprised, she took a step back.
He looked up at her with a teasing smirk, "I am just adjusting the bottom of your wrinkled dress. But If you want me to do something else, I don't mind that either."
Her face turned at what he meant and spoke, "No need."
"Then stay still and let me clear the mess that I had created," he held the bottom of the skirt of her dress and pulled it with light tugs at various places to make it straight.
