Through his blurry vision, Alexander could just barely make out the shape of a woman approaching him. After blinking a few times, he was entirely sure of it was. His wife stood before him, her eyes, full of concern, looked him over.he did not wish to interrupt her bath, but it seemed his body had forced it. “I’m... I’m alright” he responds, attempting to appear better then he actually was. “I just needed a moment to rest.” It was considered sin to lie to one's significant other, but the Prince could not bare to look weaker in front of his wife. He felt as if he was less of a man because of the disease that had infested his body. He spent all this time worrying about his outward appearance that he failed to notice his wife’s lack of clothing. Though they were married, and by law they were both permitted to see each other’s nude forms, Alexander did not wish to see anything Scarlet did not want him to see. He valued her above all others, and did not wish to bring her any sort of dishonor.<br/><br/>This only became relevant when she had bent over to gently place a hand on his forehead. While her soft touch was appreciated, it also caused the towel she had so carefully wrapped around herself to loosen, revealing more of her milky white skin. Alexander moved his eyes away and looked straight ahead, a very light shade of pink flooded his pale cheeks. He chose to ignore their lack of clothing for the moment and focus on hurt words, responding “I can not postpone the meetings. The moment I fail to appear the council and my father will believe I am truly to weak to even hear matters of state. I will lose what little power I have left, and I refuse to lay down and let that happen, even if my body can’t tske it.” Carefully, he wiped his bloody hand on the towel that was now rather loose around his waist and proceeded to attempt to stand up, only to again find himself sitting on the ground.<br/><br/>“Please, return to your bath, I didn’t mean to interrupt you, my lady.” He gently leaned his head back againt the dresser as he continued “I just need a little while longer to rest.” This was a bit troubling for the Prince. These boughts of weakness usually didn’t come on nearly as quickly or as early as it had done today. Perhaps it was due to his shortened time in the bath? He did have to admit the bath was great for his body, it truly did help to loosen him up before facing the day. Yet he wasn’t about to take any time away from his wife, who above all he sought to please as best he could. The woman saved his life, and while she may not love him it was clear she did care for him, at least slightly. It was honestly more then he deserved, being the way he was. Alexander didn’t wish to see her turn into nothing more than a over glorified nurse. She was his wife, shes was to be so much more then that. He was to suppose to be so much more he truly was.