The last image she had of Théadan before stepping from the bathroom was him rolling his eyes and calling out a threat that he would make her pay for calling him a lamb if he was able. A devilish little chuckle was her response, but it turned into a full fledged laugh when he promised to show her how wild he could be. She crouched by the fireplace to stir up the fire and add a couple more pieces of woods so they would have warmth through the night, but it was done quickly. She definitely had to address that rather enticing threat. “Oh, I’m sure you will,” Navia called as she stood to turn back to face Théadan with a disbelieving tone in her voice, “You’ll really show me.” In truth, she figured he probably wouldn’t forget her goading him when he couldn’t do anything about it for the time being. He probably would get back at her, but that was the fun of it and what she was expecting from him.<br/><br/>He came out of the bathroom nude, the state of his arousal catching her attention until he chose to throw the towel over her head. Navia released a sarcastic snort in response, then tugged it off of her head and sent her damp hair swinging around her shoulders in protest. She narrowed her dark eyes at Théadan once she could see him again, but said nothing in response to the towel throwing. He was pointing out her teasing names for him were not fitting for his reputation, but Navia shrugged in response, nearly telling him they were fitting of his personality instead. Théadan was moving on however. So instead she went to place the towel he had so rudely thrown over her head on the dresser before turning back to prepare their bed so they could wind down for the night.<br/><br/>“Well that ruins how I envisioned introducing you to my family,” Navia sighed dramatically, reaching for the few throw pillows that she had moved earlier for Théadan’s massage. With a devilish grin, she threw one of the pillows at him, then another, before continuing, “I had it all planned out. We were going to sweep into the throne room and the herald was going to announce me—“ She paused in her teasing and pillow throwing to adjust the towel wrapped around her, tightening the fold between her breasts before explaining, “It’s very…traditional in Kazim's throne room. The herald will announce a visitor’s title and parentage to the king when they first enter, no matter how well they know the person.” And because Navia was unable to finish the story without antagonizing Théadan a little further, she tossed the last throw pillow at him and went on, “But the herald was going to announce me and then say, ‘And accompanying the Duchess, her most loved and loyal kitten.’”<br/><br/>It was preposterous even to say, but he had made it difficult for her to resist teasing him with it. “But if I cannot introduce you as my kitten or lamb and we probably do not want to talk up your more…violent past with Khlurios, we have possibly come to a small problem,” Navia had begun to pull back the blankets on the newly made bed so she could climb in and snuggle beneath them, but Théadan had made no move toward the bed just yet, so she went to retrieve him. “What should I say then?” She asked when standing before him, her gaze searching his face before she smiled up at him, “What should I introduce you as?” Her lover, while true and the first thing to come to mind, seemed too intimate for others, leaving Navia’s eyes to drift downward as she considered what she could call Théadan when introducing him to others, "It should be something so everyone knows how much you mean to me." The erection she had helped make all the prouder caught her eye again and she reached out to brush the back of a couple fingertips across its length, “And what are we going to do about this, hmm?” Curious to see his answer, Navia looked up at her lover with a knowing little smile.