He absolutely loved that smile. Well, he loved all her smiles, and any pleased expression really. It meant that she was happy and having her happy made him happy. But that smile, the one she was giving him right now, that was the one that told him she really was up to no good. Especially with how she inquired about his level of fatigue.
He blinked slowly in a very content way, then took a deep breath before responding. With an equally as sly smile, Charles asked, “have I ever been too tired for you?”
With an appreciative look over her in the faint light, standing there with him, he could not help but marvel at just how beautiful she was. And it seemed that was something that just got stronger every day. Every day Ananya seemed more beautiful than the day before. “And how do you manage to get more beautiful every time I see you?” Charles sighed happily as a stronger breeze blew through the window suddenly.
“What does my wife wish of me on this night?” He asked, also making the distinction that for the moment, political roles were not important. “What would please her?”