Edmund and Primrose stayed quiet during the carriage ride to the Marquess's manor.
Neither of them said a word, not because there was tension between them, but because they were fully committed to their roles.
The cold, distant husband.
The quiet, obedient wife.
So far, they were doing a great job.
When the carriage came to a stop, Primrose leaned closer to Edmund and whispered, "Don't help me down," she said gently. "Just make sure you always walk ahead of me."
Edmund, who had instinctively reached out to take her hand, immediately pulled it back and gave her a stiff nod.
[What if she trips?] he thought nervously. [What if she falls just because I didn't help her out of the carriage?]
The distance from the carriage to the ground wasn't that far, there was no high risk of falling.
Besides, Callen was already there, offering his hand to help her step down safely.
