She graced him a few seconds more with her smile before she let it slip away and she turned to head into her room, "Good night your grace. And thank you." The door lightly shut behind her, without waiting for any kind of response from him.
Before she knew it, she was once again standing before her mirror, but this time in her wedding gown, the veil lowered over her face as Anya knelt down next to her, adjusting the dress for her. Time just seemed to fly in this place. Since the night of the party and the Fox appearing, Terra had shut herself up in her room. The talk from the nobles about how she had been meeting with the bandit and let him get away and this and that was to much for her. Rather then put herself through it, this time she just avoided it. But in doing so, she did not see much of the duke either. He was off preparing for the event as well as helping to salvage as much of her reputation as possible. He was such a good man. A good, good man.
This time left along with her thoughts had been trying on her. She tried to not think about what that last meeting with the Fox had been like but it was no good. His parting words that she should forget him and fall for the Duke. Conflicting feelings left her unsure of what to do. Part of her, deep inside, was already starting to do just that. He had been so kind and welcoming to her, how could she not feel at least a little something for him that could one day maybe, MAYBE grow into love. But then part of her felt like she was betraying the Fox. He was a good man and deserved to be honored within her heart for all time. But then, didn't the Duke deserved to be honored as well? So torn.... so torn.