01-06-2022, 05:56 PM
Merrick took her squeeze as encouragement and he offered her a smile in return. "Thank ye, m'Lady," he said with a warm flush to his cheeks that he would blame on the cool morning air. He was hoping she'd have the chance to meet his family as well. In fact, she might have the opportunity to meet Maximus at some point if his older brother agreed to what he had sent him the day before via owl. He had told him to come to pick up a tome he had found in the library and take the opportunity to look over the castle and grounds to make sure it was appropriate for Moira to attend. If he saw it with his own eyes, it might be easier to convince their father to send her along.
As they drew closer to Ollivander's, his pace slowed ever so slightly. He was reluctant to give up his time with Lady Moore though it was ill-advised to consider it as such. He was here to do a duty, to protect Lady Moore from harm not to simply keep her company. Though even as he tried to remind himself of that, he couldn't quite accept that. He felt a connection beginning with her and he hoped she felt the same.
Soon enough they were standing outside of the wandmaker's shop, ready to await the students needing their wands. He kept his gaze sweeping over the crowds milling about in the trading post on the lookout for anything dangerous. Occasionally, however, his eyes would fall upon her and he couldn't help admiring her beauty and grace. While they waited, he struggled to keep his attention on what was important, keeping her safe but gradually duty won out as students began to arrive.
As they drew closer to Ollivander's, his pace slowed ever so slightly. He was reluctant to give up his time with Lady Moore though it was ill-advised to consider it as such. He was here to do a duty, to protect Lady Moore from harm not to simply keep her company. Though even as he tried to remind himself of that, he couldn't quite accept that. He felt a connection beginning with her and he hoped she felt the same.
Soon enough they were standing outside of the wandmaker's shop, ready to await the students needing their wands. He kept his gaze sweeping over the crowds milling about in the trading post on the lookout for anything dangerous. Occasionally, however, his eyes would fall upon her and he couldn't help admiring her beauty and grace. While they waited, he struggled to keep his attention on what was important, keeping her safe but gradually duty won out as students began to arrive.
