He hadn't had many reasons to smile since his arrival but he couldn't help but do so as they fell into old patterns.
"Actually we have spats like this all the time," he assured her upon her return to the kitchen. "It's what we do. Even so, I will stay in my room until you are ready for me to join you in your bed. It is my honest desire that you feel comfortable here before being forced into being the wife I have back home." This wasn't the first time he'd made certain she was comfortable with him. Once their betrothal was made official he had courted her properly. She was slightly older and just as strong as he and Rodolphus had always wanted her to be his equal not just his wife.