HE HAS A NAME!

STELLA grabbed his tie and yanked him down to be closer to her height. "My feet are killing me. When do we leave, Valeric?" 

Valeric pulled back and reached out a hand to rub the flesh under her eyes. "I brought some boots for you in case. Do you want to wear it? I have something to do for a few minutes." 

She nodded, and he turned to Theo, who, with one nod, knew what was needed from him. The young man returned later with a pair of white boots and handed them over to Valeric. 

Stella reached to take it from him, but a low gasp fled from her the second he squatted down and grabbed her ankle, ignoring the hundreds of eyes on them. Sure, he doesn't care, but she does. Hell, who knows what these people will say? 

"Valeric-" 

"Don't say a word. Just let me." 

She sighed with resignation and dropped her hands on his shoulder as he lifted her leg, taking the heel off. He wore her the boots and began to properly tie the laces.