The white light of tonight's big moon was the only source letting them see each other in the private room.
Entering from the unique tall window following the shape of two intersecting walls, the source of light enabled the view of a humble study room, flaunting a limited library with a lonesome settee next to the clear glass.
Going back on her feet, Marianne took a quick glance at her whereabouts, never letting the man out of her frame.
"..."
They observed the other, one with caution as the other patiently admired, waiting for the right time to continue his words.
"... I solely hope you are aware... That no harm is to be done by me to you, Lady Marianne." — He then told the observant woman, that kept on searching the room with her composed eyes.
