Help you wear- Part 2

After helping her wear the garter on one leg, Calhoun went to her next leg and changed it to the newer one. The dress was then unfolded back to its place the way it was, to cover her legs. Noticing how he didn't make an effort to move from where he sat, Madeline moved her hands back to her lap, holding them together.

"You can sit on the couch," suggested Madeline. Even though Calhoun was going to be her husband, it was still strange to have him sitting on the ground. He was not an ordinary man but the King of Devon. 

"This place is much better," replied Calhoun while staring back at her. He doubted he would be able to keep his hands to himself if he were to sit next to her on the couch now. Madeline looked far more radiant than the rays of the sun that had fallen on the grounds of the castle today. Her pale skin had a tint of pinkness on them, her heart calm and quiet, beating a rhythm like a little bird.