Thomas had to get rid of that pesky goose. He already knew whom that goose was leading him to. He hadn't been able to get her off of his mind ever since that masquerade ball. Convincing her that he didn't really have feelings for her had been a difficult, but necessary task and he wasn't about to let that annoying goose ruin everything.

But there she came, chased by another pesky goose. Thomas sighed. After all the trouble, now he couldn't lie anymore.

But he was starting to wonder if he really wanted to keep his distance and seeing her walk away last time had been very painful. Maybe he should really take a chance on them despite the risks.