"Duchess," Beth uttered quietly, never having seen Leonor so uncomposed.
Even when they went to the tea house together, and she was faced with unnecessary prejudice against her husband, she remained clear-headed and firm.
To be faced with an expression of love and completely fall apart was something the maid hadn't anticipated. She was envious of ever being able to feel something as sweet as the love the duke had for his young wife.
Leonor was entirely speechless for a few moments. Normally, she was able to compose herself quickly, but Desmond being so in tune with her and knowing what she might want before she could want it caught her by surprise.
It was a silent way of telling her he wasn't upset with the realizations they had last night. As he expressed before, he had no choice but to make decisions about their heir without her there. The future decisions would be made with her at his side.
