“I’m relieved to hear that you are feeling better. I cannot imagine how terrible you must feel almost all the time. It has got to be draining.” Scarlet regarded him with a look of relief, genuinely glad that he was feeling better than he normally was. As they reached their room, she moved to open the door for them, but he beat her to the punch. She said nothing of it and smiled at him in gratitude before slipping inside of the room. Her emerald green eyes swept across the room, noticing the mess before he had commented on it.<br/><br/><br/>They hadn’t had time to clean up nor arrange for a servant to tidy up things in their place. It was a harsh reminder that last night had really happened. That he had almost killed or even kidnapped if not for her efforts. She turned to face him, shaking her head. “There is no need to repay me. I am your wife and it is my duty to help you out when you need me. You needed me last night and I was lucky to have awoken and realized something was amiss. It was good fortune. It also helps that I’m usually a light sleeper.”<br/><br/><br/>She crossed the distance between them and moved to sit on the edge of the bed beside him, taking one of his large hands in both of her smaller ones. She gave him a gentle squeeze, leaning towards him and placing her lips against his cheek. “I really don’t need a reward, but thank you for the thought.” She then smiled, mischief gleaming in her eyes. “Why don’t we continue where we left off?”