Ever since she fell into a mundane routine where she was someone who only took walks, read books, and ate food, Leonor's bedtime had gotten earlier and earlier. When the duke asked her if she wanted to go for a walk in the garden, needless to say, she was surprised.
She planned to find out why she was there in the first place. She would return to her room and sleep once she had her answer.
Walking in the garden with him was too good of an opportunity to pass up.
"Yes, your grace," she said. "Shall we try the front garden?"
Never before had she explored those gardens. Normally that area was full of people. Whether it be a worker or someone passing through to see the duke, she had a habit of trying to hide herself away.
It was a habit she certainly knew wasn't becoming of the lady of the house. It was another aspect of herself she would have to learn to correct for Desmond's reputation.
