“You say that,” Narcissa said with a bit of a smirk on her face, “but when I become the size of a house, we’ll see what happens.” All in all, Narcissa put a lot of work into maintaining her figure, mostly because she’d always been made clear that her job as a woman was to look appealing, and please her husband. Though, clearly at this point, she’d gladly defaulted on one of those responsibilities.
Narcissa gave Rabastan a bit of a nervous look when he spoke about the rides. She couldn’t say exactly what was wrong with them, other than the fact that she simply did not trust them. She nodded though, when he mentioned getting drinks, “That would be lovely, Rabastan.”
Narcissa held to his arm as they walked, smirking a bit as he ordered his pile of things, Narcissa ordered a simple strawberry ice cream with a chocolate dip. She licked at is as they stepped away. “Thank you, love.”