The brush of her lips to his cheek brought a faint rose tint to his caramel skin tone. His heart thumped strangely against his chest. All his stuffy and nihilistic viewpoints, he did not know how to handle anyone from outside his family kissing his cheek. Ashok blinked and lowered his gaze. She may have been his new wife, but he knew she had no reason be nice to him or loving in any manner.
Swallowing, he huffed. "I helped my sister train, even though she was not one. So I know some things. But yeah, some rest and we'll start."