Erin
Jasmine Thèvenet
The Library, Provincial Thèvenet

Jasmine's mind honed in on Elroy's admission that he would 'never *Intentionally* Deprive' himself, and she was tempted to remark with a quip about how he should think of his body *Intentionally*. But she knew by the wary look on his face as he changed the topic, letting go of her hands to rearrange a few papers on his desk, that enough was enough. 

"I will depart very soon for La Gruador. Our inventory was supposed to be replenished while I was away, and among other things I want to double check that everything is in order. And then there is paperwork of my own." She let out a soft sigh, glancing out the window to look at the sun high in the sky. "I'm not sure what time it will be when I get back."

Elroy finished rustling his papers, and she took a step forward to kiss his cheek. "I think it best if I leave now," She told him with a faint smile as she lightly patted his other cheek. Her tone was affectionate and no longer so serious as it was before. "I don't want to keep intruding on your important work with my henpecking."
Carol
Elroy Thèvenet
The Library, Provincial Thèvenet

Her parting kiss was gentle and Elroy reciprocated before correcting her assumption that her presence was anything other than a delight. "You never intrude." 

Elroy gestured towards the door and accopanied her to it as he continued. "The paperwork never ends does it?" Chuckling, he pulled the door open, letting her exit first before leaning against it. "I will be at the training grounds late into the evening, so do not rush back on my account." The memory of her at the edges of the training fields the previous day passed through his mind and he reconsidered, smirking. "Or do if you like the view."
Erin
Jasmine Thèvenet
The Library, Provincial Thèvenet

Despite Elroy's smug grin, Jasmine held her head high and posture ever upright as she pretended to consider his question. "The natural scenery can be quite breathtaking, I will admit. The setting sun reflecting upon the water does look rather enchanting, doesn't it?" She replied with a smile of her own. "If the clanging of swords and sweating men running about was not part of the experience..." She leaned forward, lowering her voice. "I imagine it would be quite romantic."

While it was true that Jasmine thought Elroy to look dashing in any and all occasions, he was aware that she especially liked how he looked in the midst of sparring. Something about how focused he was. How he donned that serious, hard expression that she rarely saw directed at her. The simultaneous display of a fast paced, ever-evolving strategy and the powerful, elegant swiftness of swordplay fascinated her. It was one of the rare subjects that Jasmine was happy to simply sit and observe instead of actively working to fully understand its every aspect. Part of the beauty of swordplay was not having to know everything that was going on to be able to fully enjoy it. And, of course, it did not hurt that Elroy also looked exceptionally alluring while he sparred.

She took a small step backwards in the direction of the stables. She did not wanting to keep him from his work any longer. "I wish you the best of luck with your tasks, my darling. I will see you later this evening, if everything goes well for me." If La Gruador was in the state that usually occurred in the rare event of her absence, then she would most likely return home very late. She mouthed the word, 'I love you,' as she took a few more steps backwards, knowing how Elroy was not too overtly fond of her using the phrase within the hail of others. Still, she wanted to tell him. With one last parting smile, she turned and strode down the hall with purpose.