"Your Grace, what are you doing?" Lady Amelia immediately asked when she noticed the duke taking a few steps from where he was, attracting more crowd.
Sullivan, getting back to his senses, clenched his jaw before walking backwards to where he was, to stay beside Lady Amelia.
"Your Grace, is anything wrong? I heard from Lord Damien that the sunlight is not good for your health. Could it be what is affecting you, right now?" Lady Amelia asked again, her voice laced with concern and her face forming into a scowl as she looked in the direction where the duke's gaze was set.
Sullivan dropped his gaze to the woman near him and questioned, "After the wedding vows, what is next?"
