Chapter 88

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Chapter 88 One day, amid the whirlwind of reading military training reports, Logan was caught off guard by a sudden question from Patrick. Do you two meet separately? Excuse me? Mm. I can tell the lady knight is sincere about the knight order training, and I know youre busy. But you are engaged, albeit not formally. It seems like you only ever deal with business at arms length. Ah Haha. Yes, thats true. I should visit her once things settle down Logan stammered a response, his gaze shifting back to his desk. But his father wouldnt let it slide. No matter how much work Ive loaded onto you, I dont want to obstruct your youth. Ill handle things today. Go and rest. Excuse me? Spend some time with Lady Eileen. She has the day off too. Father, thats Stop making excuses. Youre engaged because you like each other. Now, off you go! Patrick shooed him out and closed the door firmly. Logan stared blankly at the closed door before sighing softly. The civil war loomed near, leaving little time for idle dates, but his fathers stubbornness seemed to demand at least one days respite. Logans steps were lighter than he realized as he turned away, unaware of his own buoyancy. * * * Lady! I told you not to wake me! Im one with the bed today! Eileen rebuffed Lyla as she entered the room, burying herself deeper in the bedding. Yet Lyla wouldnt back down. You cant stay in bed! Young Master Logan has come to see you! What?! The sudden announcement jolted her alert, dismissing the heaviness of sleep, and Eileen sat up sharply. Why would Logan come?! Oh my, Lady! Its obvious its a date! All this time Ive worried why he hasnt come to see you! The blunt reply flushed Eileens cheeks. A date? Shed fended off several suitors before, thinking shed have no more romantic connections in life. Caught off guard, no rational thoughts came to her. Dont just sit there! Go wash up! Ive prepared bathwater! Oh, alright. And leave dressing to me. Finally, well put that dress to use. The dress? What, did you plan to wear armor on your date? Hurry to the bath! Pushed by Lylas strange forcefulness, Eileen resignedly retreated to the bathroom. It was three hours later when Logan finally met Eileen. Im so sorry for the delay, Young Master. Did you wait long? Its alright As Logan turned at the sound of her voice, Eileens appearance struck him speechless. The thick shawl draped casually over her exposed shoulders, a floral dress accentuating her waistline, elegantly flowing. Amethyst necklace and matching earrings complemented her red hair, enhancing her already beautiful features. Her embarrassment was palpable, and Logans expression stiffened. They were equally unsettled. Logan, who in a past life had only known gruff female mercenaries or empire knightesses who targeted his life, struggled for words. Such companions, if you could say that. A rueful smile crossed his face at his limited experience, unable to find a fitting response to Eileens downcast look. What if we just go for a ride instead? It might be more fun than this stifling carriage. To an elaborately dressed lady, it was an odd suggestion. Yet surprisingly, she responded with eagerness. * * * Lets race to that hills foot! The loser grants a wish no, a request! What? Start! With Eileen setting off headlong after hastily spoken words, Logan took a moment to follow. She muttered about her discomfort, feeling freer in simple practice gear than her exquisite dress. The rush of the ride was intoxicating, filling her with joy. Then, a bold voice interrupted. Excuse me! A golden streak of Force-enhanced speed whizzed past Eileen. Really, Force? Caught in disbelief and amusement, she yelled indignantly and gave chase but now, it was Logans subtle fleeting scent that lingered in her heart, bringing a persistent, radiant smile to her face. Ho, ho! I won, fair and square, yes? Using the Force, thats cheating! No rule against it, Lady. Logans shameless expression finally broke through Eileens reluctance, and together they shared a genuine laugh. Whats your request? Lets have dinner. Thats it?! A winners request. You had something in mind after all, didnt you? Not exactly Their banter continued, and the plans for a city-prepared meal shifted to a picnic, thanks to Lylas efforts. The food was unexpectedly delightful. Their rides became frequent, an almost everyday sight. Logan and Eileen, seizing their breaks from the knight order trainings, would surge through the MacLaine lands, their camaraderie deepening. Soon enough, they paused at the outskirts of MacLaine Castle, far from town. We should turn back; the soldiers are training ahead. Why not observe? If you wish. And so, they watched the impressive drills of a thousand crossbow horsemen, commanded by the master tactician, Kai. The flawlessness of the regiment moved Eileen, and Logan could only humbly acknowledge his part in their creation. Amazing. They could challenge any knight. Thats the purpose, Logan confessed, details of his inventions and MacLaines prosperity fueling Eileens admiration. Despite the remarkable triumphs, there was a relentless tension in him, an inexplicable drive to push on and she wondered what spurred him. The image of him laughing carefree contrasted sharply with his tireless striving. Perhaps she was becoming curious about the man behind the gallant facade, desiring to see smiles rather than burdens No, thats not it, she wavered, then grasped, Forgive my question. Shall we return? Ill treat you to a splendid dinner. The splendid dinner she promised would be a task for the ever-diligent Lyla. And so Eileens generous offer, on behalf of Lylas discontent at the casual attire replacing the beautiful dress, would have to wait. Their postponed engagements continued as their shared rides across MacLaine became a new routine.

Chapter 88

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