Carol
Xavier de Delekou
Delekou, Araedia

Xavier's head bobbed as one of the suppliers discussed the harvest from the northern province of Estigard, taking note of the numbers and crops planted. They varied between regions each year to prevent stagnant growth overtime. The farms to the far west near Jacque were resting this season, but there would still be plenty of food. As the man finished, Xavier stood and closed his brown, leather-bound book, tucking it protectively under his left arm. "Thank you. Before we conclude, I want to address the recent caravan attack on the way to Delekou. The loss is menial, thankfully, but I've increased patrol along the routes to be safe. When the time comes to distribute, we will discuss further measures of protection. Keep me informed of any changes." He requested, before moving around the table and thanking each of them for making the journey. It hadn't been too much to ask, given nearly all of them accompanied produce from the farms they managed after word of bandit attacks spread through the countryside. 

"My lord." A quiet voice interrupted his boisterous conversation with a supplier and friend. "The port master from Jacque is waiting for you in your study to discuss the distribution of goods." 

"Ah, yes." The lord excused himself from his previous conversation, promising to join the man for a drink during their fall festival, before making his way to the study. Servants moved to a fro maintaining the castle while farmers and suppliers shouted from the corners about where to put the moisture-sensitive crops. Xavier chuckled good-naturedly at the organised chaos.

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"I will ensure you receive the dried food prior to your departure." Xavier replied, noting the date the Port Master intended to sail in order to reach South Feyshore and Astoria. He dismissed the man with a gentle wave and waited for his departure before leaning against his desk with a long sigh, temples throbbing. His mind was reeling with statistics, numbers, distribution plans, and protection protocols. Such was the time, but Xavier was beginning to feel caged in and overworked. Staying up most of the previous night had not helped. His eyes traveled to the window and he smiled at the bustle in the streets, the colourful fabrics billowing in the breeze as merchants called out for the public to buy their wares. There was, however, one figure in particular that brightened his smile when he noticed her sitting in the courtyard near the front of the castle. 
Xavier locked away his book and ensured no important papers were on his desk before exiting his study to meet his wife in the courtyard. "Teo, I will return in an hour. Please handle the suppliers requests." He called to his steward, who shook his head with a knowing smile. 
"Yes, sir."
Chi
Candela de Delekou
Delekou, Araedia

If there was one thing Cadela enjoyed it was the outdoors. Even with all the hustle and bustle of the city, the woman all but lived for the gentle breeze and sunlight that caressed her sitting form. She sat perched on one of the benches that littered the courtyard her nose buried in a large, leather bound tome. Her eyes scanned the words of one philosopher or the other. It was unlike her but as of late Candela had been having trouble focusing on most things. Her eyes scrunched and slimmed as she willed herself to pay closer to attention to her reading. 'The weakest of men are the base of which we build the strongest of societies... The weakest of men...' Her brow furrowed in frustration as she'd read the same sentence for the umpteenth time, before sitting up and closing the book with a sigh. Perhaps there would be another time for reading. She thought whilst turning her head up to bask in the sunlight as her eyes slipped shut and the breeze surrounded her only to be brought out of her musings by the sudden cough, alerting her to the other's presence.
Carol
Xavier de Delekou
Delekou, Araedia

The peaceful smile on his wife's face as she soaked in the sunlight was one Xavier cherished. It was pure. 'How often do we forget to enjoy the simplicity of life?' He contemplated the thought for a moment before begrudgingly disrupting her peace with a cough. He stepped forward and pushed the book to the side gently, an eyebrow raising from its title. "Enjoying the musings of people with too much time to think?" He chuckled and gave Candela a light peck on the cheek. 

"Would you care for company or is the sun more preferable?" His tone was teasing, but he would understand if she wanted time for herself.
Chi
Candela de Delekou
Delekou, Araedia

Candela marveled at the peace her husband brought with him. It seemed as though any frustration she'd felt towards her reading was washed away as he gentle pushed the book from her grasp whilst jesting about her choice of reading material. "I'd like to think of myself as such a person." She said with deadpan as she internally reveled in the feather-light way his lips met her cheek. With a grin Candela stood up abruptly facing Xavier with playful glint in her eyes.

"I could think of no better company to share this day with." She flourished offering him her arm as if to beckon the man to her side. "Walk with me husband?" The request was more demand than question but there was always room for Xavier to decline if need be.