"Don't ask me what wizards do or what their intentions are. I have no insight for that. Being married does not give you all the answers." Before her sudden marriage to Michael, she'd been no more experienced in these matters than Orla was.
Rose laughed behind her hand. "Yes, and I accept blame. I'm sorry." Though it was hard to tell if she honestly was. "You want all the details?" Shrugging her shoulder, she smiled warmly. "I'm falling in love with him. And to be honest, we didn't do much on our honeymoon." A knowing smile covered her lips as she stared at Orla. "At least not outside of the room."