Braiden had just finished the last missive on his desk. A long list of things he wanted looked into sad neatly atop the completed pile and he'd just about set his quill down when he heard the voice speaking softly. Turning to it he couldn't help the smile that curved his lips at the sight of his wife. She was stunning. He might not love her yet as that emotion would take time to grow along with their actual relationship, but he was committed to her and he felt something for her. Something that always made him smile.<br/><br/>"Please call me Braiden, in private I am not your lord, or king, I am your husband and you are my wife. We are equals in the eye of the Lord," Braiden said gently to her. Not wanting her to feel he was being commanding and impatient with her. He just didn't like his family being formal. He wouldn't want his wife thinking of him as a lord all the time. A lord she had to obey and serve. He wanted her to be like his mother, free to speak her mind to her husband and children. Free to think as a freeborn lady aught to have the right to do. He knew these views were not shared by most of the nobility, but he didn't want his son to grow up thinking his mother a possession or his future bride that either. No Braiden had been raised that his wife would be his closest advisor and companion. The one person he could trust always.<br/><br/>Braiden leaned back in his seat stretching the kinks out of his back before slowly rising to his feet. Running a hand through his hair he  kept watching the faint light playing across her hair and face. He found her truly beautiful. Smiling slightly larger he asked her, "would you care for breakfast? I have some on the desk, but if it isn't to your taste one of the servants can bring you anything you desire. Once Cherisa is done acting like the great dragon of the kitchens I shall introduce her to you, she'll take your morning orders and lunch orders so the kitchen can serve you what you enjoy eating. Dinner is held in the Great Hall with the advisors and courtiers who are present for the evening meal. Sometimes it is a small affair, sometimes it is a larger affair. Depending on what the court sessions consisted of. Your welcome to join us, I'd like having you there. You are also welcome to join all court sessions with the exception of closed door war meetings. Those are usually just my military advisors and my top advisors along with myself."<br/><br/>Braiden blushed. "I'm sorry I'm babbling on at you about the most boring of things. Excuse my poor manners. How did you sleep? How do you feel? Well rested I hope?" Braiden said in a rush after realizing he'd drifted off on a tangent.  He sighed lightly. Rubbing a hand down his neck looking bashful. He wasn't used to sharing his life with another and he didn't quite know how to talk without a purpose behind his words. He didn't usually hold unstructured conversations, but he didn't want that with his wife. He wanted them to be as if they were just regular people, not a king and queen.