For just a moment, Nali considered asking what a proper honeymoon would consist of – sleeping in together, enjoying the room service and the view? Chatting about what it meant to be a Guardian, about the differences between families? Tiptoeing awkwardly around one another until they gave up and fell into bed, just to get it over with?
"I don't know," she admitted instead, lifting a shoulder in an easy shrug. "I was told that I would be going, but not much else. That they needed another layer of protection." Family duty, promises made long ago, blah blah blah. All it had meant to Nali, at the time, was that she would be leaving her home and gaining a husband along with her new job.
"A decade is not a very long time," Nali soothed, retrieving an apple roll. "Maybe your Guardian just isn't willing to leave entirely, yet. I've heard of that before."