Terror attack

Lucy chuckled at his flustered expression and responded, "Oh, I was just teasing you. And yes, it's unfortunate that the soldiers are inspecting carriages today." She glanced out the window as she buttoned the last button of her coat, making Cassian's disappointment even more palpable. "Something must have happened at the castle. The soldiers aren't just inspecting carriages—they're also going in and out of houses, shops, and restaurants."

Cassian, trying to shake off his frustration about missing out on seeing Lucy's breasts, looked around with a scowl. "I don't care what's going on," he said, his tone dripping with frustration. "Why does it have to happen today, of all days?" His irritation was clear as he grappled with the timing of their misfortune.

She shifted a bit closer to him, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. "Don't think of it as stopping; it's just a pause. We can always pick up where we left off another time."