With My Life
Bel lifted her arms a little and glared at Davien as soon as she saw the carriage waiting out in front of the castle. "You said we wouldn't need one," she yelled.
"I never said that," he smirked, taking her arm, the one closest to him.
"Yes, you did," she refuted but still allowed him to hold her.
"I said, that's if we'd need one. I never said we wouldn't need one."
"You insinuated."
"I didn't, you assumed," he smirked at her.
"Enjoying yourself, aren't you?" she asked as he led her down the stairs.
"I dare say I am," he stopped in front of the carriage and looked her in the eye. "I am."
"Whatever," she said and pulled her hand away from him.
He opened the door of the carriage and gestured for her to go in. She narrowed her eyes at him but eventually gave in. Lifting her dress, she stepped into the carriage, and Davien got in after her. She didn't say a word to him and didn't even look in his direction.