Edmund watched both horses, he hadn't noticed until Juliet had pointed it out. Taken by her selflessness, a genuine smile curved on his lips as he gazed at her deeply. "That's very kind of you, Miss Hayward, not many people would consider their feelings like you." His chest tightened as she smiled sadly, he had the sudden urge to cheer her. Gently he touched her lap as they trotted side by side, he directed his smile at her. "You can visit them any time you want, day or night I'll bring you here," he said earnestly, retreating his hand to his rein. "Although it might be for my own selfishness, I've enjoyed having this time alone with you."<br/><br/>Margaret's laughter was like music to him, how could one woman make him fall so deeply. Finally Dracula spoke of business: "This ball we are planning, how many vampires will be present? We don't want to scare the young girl after all." Still holding her in his arm, he laid back onto the chaise longue beside the window, with Margaret on his lap.