Marianne's wishes were the most appropriate before such conditions… Therefore, swallowing his concern, Zeleskiaz agreed. Moving immediately so no more undesirable events would tire his lady.
"My lady, do allow me, please..." — Carefully, Zeleskiaz took her in his arms, lifting her as if precious treasure and lacing her up the horse of her father… Earning touch of her exposed limb by unthoughtful chance, yet only realising its exposure once she was safely sitting on top of the mount, for his eyes were right before the skin slipping through the gap on her skirt.
"!?!" — Quick, escaping the forbidden sight the prince turned and jumped to ride behind her, experiencing immediate hazard as she did not mind the exposure and did not conceal it even as his leg grazed with hers... causing Zeleskiaz's gaze to fall again on the smooth limb that had been cleaned in fast treatment.
"Er... Lady Marianne–!?"
'Yeah... let's go...'
