"Lyra, smile and wave."
Rowan tapped her hand lightly and pointed toward a group of cameramen standing together, pointing their cameras at them.
Startled by the sudden attention, Lyra halted and radiated a plastic smile before she resumed her steps.
She was puzzling slightly why Rowan suddenly go easy with the press when he usually kept his distance.
A faint double tug on Rowan's sleeve made him lean in, just close enough for her to whisper.
"Why do I have to smile and wave at them?" she murmured, barely moving her lips.
Rowan then shifted his stance so he could lean closer to her ear. "Because I want everyone to know you're my wife."
She was surprised, and her mouth opened a little in a round shape that made her look even cuter.
Rowan's smile almost turned into a chuckle when look at her reaction.
People around them noticed how close the two looked. Their interaction was like a couple showing real affection.
