Again, the pang of sadness returned. His own wife did not care for him one bit, and even refused to simply listen to him speak. Yet he was proven completely wrong once he looked back to her, only to see a newly softened expression on her face. That was not all it seemed, as soon she was helping him to lay back down in bed as she ensured he need not apologize for anything. Perhaps the most amazing thing about the whole situation was how Scarlet had allowed herself to slip away from the strong, no nonsense woman he'd met only a few hours before. Now she was the comforting wife most women were expected to be. Even if she did not enjoy it, Alexander couldn't be more greatful for the moment of comfort she brought him.<br/><br/>His eyes soon closed, he was being gently lulled into a peaceful rest by both her gentle fingers running through his just and her beautiful humming, equal to that of any fair maiden in the land. His lips bent upwards into a soft smile as he allowed his hand to travel to her own in his hair, he carefully stopped her for a moment, only to whisper softly "Thank you, my Queen" before allowing her to continue her movements. While he could not say he loved her, he could feel himself caring for her more and more as the minutes passed by. Perhaps they wouldn't be a perfect marriage, but at least they could show that they both cared for each other. Soon, he was unable to resist the urge to fall into a deep, peaceful sleep and his mind faded away into a land of dreams, a land of peace.<br/><br/>By the time he awoke again, it wasn't in the cold sweat he was use to. No, he simply rubbed his eyes and turn his head, in an attempt to locate his wife. Her actions during the previous night were not forgotten. He would repay her, somehow. Yet for now they needed to wake, no doubt the intruder would need to be discussed with his father. But he would also need to repay Scarlet somehow. Yet how do you repay someone for saving your life?