Eloise stood up and exited the drawing room to give Jane time to speak with Camille.
Eloise didn't make more than one step out of the drawing room before stumbling into Damien.
"Damien!" Eloise gasped, her right hand going to her chest to calm herself. "What are you doing here?"
"I said I would be near. Did you not hear me?" Damien asked, offering his hand for Elosie to walk beside him.
"I heard you, but as the others presumed, I thought you went to another room. Do you truly fear what Jane will say to me? Or were you worried about your aunt?" Eloise asked and placed her hand on Damien's. "I can take what they say."
"Can you? Then explain your palms."
"I can be nervous and still face them. If I ever have trouble facing anyone, I assure you that I will speak of the matter to you. I gain nothing from keeping it a secret from you. You are the middle person here, so you can help with my troubles," said Eloise.
