Robert remained frozen with his hand raised to knock.
Perhaps, a suitor calling on his lady friend in the dead of night was not very thought out on his part. In his defense he was a bit worried. Or ecstatic maybe? Well, the right word was somewhere in-between there; after all, Adeline had finally given him a complement! Well, not really and certainly not in person, but almost…? She did use cute to describe him if only briefly… BUT it is more than the downright hatred from before.
The hand raised abruptly slammed against its target. The young suitor jumped at the sound, giving his hand a betrayed look as his complexion turned white.
His fiancée rather likes her sleep. She is not known for a forgiving nature either. Which was why he had been standing out in the hall for a few hours debating the risk of her wrath. Sure her temper was what had attracted him at first – the way her cheeks tinted a soft pink, the way her thin lips would curl into a snarl showing off her pearl white teeth, and her apple red hair curled naturally around her face as her pretty blue eyes ignited in fury – but to have that temper actually aimed toward himself was not attractive.
The quiet after his knock was completely unexpected, and did nothing to preserve what little of the courage Robert had left. Standing before the door - flight instincts ready to send him speeding down the hall – the young man began to regret many of his life choices.
The door opens without warning and Robert clamps down on the shrill noise trying to leave his mouth.
"Oh. Robert. It's a bit late for a visit." The red-haired beauty revealed only one eye as she glared through the doors thin opening. As expected she was not happy, but then again she hardly ever is. Robert smiled nervously while his mind raced for a reason to disturb Adeline's rest that she herself would accept. Just wanting to be see her would get him nothing but contempt. Trying to prolong answering the unasked question Robert forced a laugh as if he had the most amazing story to share.
Adeline's one eye contemplated him frostily for a moment more before disappearing. The door once again locking him out - Robert now felt rather insulted and speechless for an entirely different reason, he thought they had made it past the point of slamming doors. Even so, the young leader released his stress gratefully now that the door was closed.
With a start Robert watched as his fiancée's door handle turned and utterly mystified as the door opened slightly allowing Adeline out into the hall in all her fragile glory. Her simple white night gown only made the color of her hair stand out like a shock and the cool blue of her eyes seem ghost like. It was a startling image in the way it made her seem otherworldly and tragic.
The young man had once seen this same woman bring a man to tears with a stare and a few clipped words, not only that but he had seen her pitch a priceless vase at her father's head. Without any warning! He had seen the many faces Adeline used, but he had never seen her so openly sad, so disconnected, so… dispassionate.
Without a thought he placed a hand to her cheek tracing under one eye. "What's wrong?"
Her eyes flickered and his hand was pushed away violently. "You woke me in the middle of the night! That is what is wrong! And I thought you might actually have a reason too!" she gave a little "hmph!" with her nose in the air as she tried to stare him down.
Robert laughed at the sight because the snooty Adeline he could deal with (the vision from before was but a trick of the light he reasoned) and since she was wake and not really angry. "Adeline! My love!" he cried in a stage whisper watching as the mentioned love began to growl. "I wanted only to see you, but now that I have I must ask that you accompany me on a stroll in the nearest park." He invited knowing that she never turns down a trip outside. She so seldom gets the chance to just walk anywhere outside the mafia's playing grounds.
As he knew she would the lady faltered, debated, and tiredly relented. "Fine." She snapped, "Allow me a moment to get dressed." She turned viciously opening her bedroom door but pausing before crossing the wide open barrier. Her head tilted to peer at him over one slim shoulder. "Am I really your love?" she asked her gaze analyzing.
Robert said nothing only gazed softly at her.
She studied him then snorted. "Idiot." She stated disappearing into the darkness of her room.