"Where are we going?" Roselyn whispered for the second time while they both walked toward the carriage but John had no intention to give up or to tell her where he wanted to head. If he did, the surprise would be ruined and he didn't want to ruin his surprise.

He stepped on the carriage and from there helped Roselyn to walk on they both sat down and John made a hint to the coachman to indulge him to take off the carriage.

"Have I ever been there?" John asked then if he would say yes she had a vague idea of where they were going but John didn't move his face for an inch as he shook his head no.

"I won't tell you." He shrugged as he giggled inwardly, she looked like a child who was dying to know what Santa Claus bought for her for Christmas. He loved how, based on the situation and her mood, she could be a mature smart lady but at the same time have a childish playful soul.

He loved her also for that, for being herself and not fearing to do mistakes unlike the other ladies of the high class.

"I can only tell you that it's a place very important to me as I used to go there during my youth. I felt myself there because somehow it reminded me of my supernature and at the same time the peace I was so desperately seeking in me. I could find it there and link those opposites together to create a new version of myself. That place gave me the calm I lacked during the daily and I could only be at peace when I was there." John said, his eyes went blank for some seconds as he reminded back of the time when he was struggling with his powers and needs. When everyone in his family besides his father hated him and he felt left one, they pictured him as a living devil, as a person who didn't deserve love nor compassion. They even claimed the devil himself picked John and gifted him with supernatural powers because he recognized the evilness in him.

Despite John's attitude to never show his vulnerability or his feelings, those words cut him deeply and at some time he even believed those words.

"You want to share it with me?" Roselyn's voice made John come back to reality and he shook his head to drive those negatives memories away.

He smiled, he held her hand and kissed her palm. "I do, I have positive memories linked to the place and you deserve to be there so that I can add to the list the most amazing thing that had happened to me. You."

The coachman hearing John widened his eyes, he wasn't used to hearing him being so sweet and open up with someone especially a woman. John didn't care if he heard their conversation, even if the coachman was now gazing at him quite shocked as if he barely recognized him.

Roselyn smiled as she laid down to lean her head on John's knees. "I wish I had some positive places to make you visit but all I did during my youth was leaving my room to step on a carriage and visit ballrooms," Roselyn exclaimed in a joking tone of voice although John could recognize an inch of distress in her voice.

The carriage began to slow down as they entered a dense forest. Roselyn lifted the curtain to see if she could recognize the view but they seemed far away from both Kratez and the village. She wondered where they were going, she knitted her eyebrows down.

After acknowledging she didn't recognize the place where they were heading she laid down on John's knees.

He brushed his fingers through Roselyn's hair as she looked up to him.

"You don't have a special place you used to hide in when you argued with your family or when you had a bad day?" John asked but Roselyn shook her head vigorously at his question.

"No, I don't. When I had bad days I stayed alone in my room and dealt with you by being on my own." As she replied she understood she needed a special place too, maybe if she had one she wouldn't have been so skeptical about people.

"Everyone needs a place to stay in when you have a bad day," John replied as he kept playing with her hair curling her strand around his finger.

John climbed over his torso and wrapped her arms around his.

"Well, I am in my place now." She murmured but John frowned his forehead confused, he gazed around the carriage and grimaced puzzlement.

"A carriage?" he asked but Roselyn rolled her eyes and giggled slightly even the coachman had to suffocate a laugh.

"No, silly. You! You're my happy place." She clarified and John widened his eyes, on his lips formed a wide smile.

"But..."John pulled his hair and cleared his voice trying to mask how happy he truly was to hear Roselyn's statement, "but I am a person I can't be your place." He rectified trying to remain composed on the surface.

He felt Roselyn's shoulders move as she shrugged, "well I don't care. Now I decided you're my place and you can do nothing about it." Roselyn said as she had no intention to change her mind or her decision. To her, even the best place wasn't comparable to how much she was happy in John's arms and how much he made her feel safe.

"If you're so sure about that then I will be happy to be your safe place from now on." He replied and Roselyn smiled unconsciously.

"It's a big responsibility. It means you have to be there whenever I feel down." She said but John held her hand as if he wanted to reassure her he would never let her go.

"It's a big responsibility but it's also part of the promise I did the day I married you."