Alfredo would likely be knocking on her door in a few minutes.
When Arabella got out, their meal was already served on the table.
Ferdinand instantly perked up when the door of her inner room opened.
He rose to meet her, and Arabella squealed when he suddenly lifted her up in a lover's carry.
"I can walk on my own," Arabella chided.
Thankfully, it was just the two of them.
Alfredo and one of her maids were outside her chambers, waiting in case they needed something.
"I know. I just wanted to carry you since I know you're tired. It's my fault, so I'm taking responsibility," Ferdinand grinned, still shining so brightly with pride.
'Argh! Why is this somehow irritating?'
"You are getting so cheeky," Arabella pinched at his cheek, and Ferdinand simply smiled and settled her down on her seat.
"Haha. You're so cute even when you look at me like that."
Ferdinand was already used to her reacting like this so he knew how to respond.
