The small cottage that Maric and Nimue called home was filled with the scents of cooking vegetables and beef by the time Nimue had returned. After arriving home to an empty house, Maric had begun to cook dinner for the two of them. It was something that he enjoyed doing for the woman he loved. However, she often insisted on doing the regular household chores. So, with this rare opportunity, Maric took the time to make dinner and clean the house a bit while she was out.<br/>"You're back!" Maric greeted her happily as Nimue entered their home, leaving the stew that was hanging over the fire. "Were you riding on Layla again just now? Your hair is a bit frazzled and your face is still red from the blood gone to your head."<br/>The knight chuckled as he hugged his wife and planted a kiss on her forehead.<br/>"So how is the little dragoness?" He asked. "I haven't been able to spend any time with her lately.<br/>"Anyways, I've made some vegetable stew with beef for dinner, and brought out some wine. I hope you're hungry because I've made plenty. And afterwards, I can show you how to fight from atop a horse."<br/>He hoped that Nimue would be eager to learn that. She would have to ride Hephaestus since she did not have her own horse, but that was probably for the best. After all, Hephaestus was a patient steed and he would be easier to handle than most other horses while learning to fight while riding.