Faren made a mental note to not get on Nimue's bad side. Her reaction to the news terrified him even more than the most fearsome monster he had faced. It was all that he could do to hide his nervousness with a little chuckle in an attempt to ease off the tension.<br/>Luckily, he also knew enough about cooking to make sure that the water did not overflow when she left for who knows why. Why was she running off when the food was nearly finished? And why did women have to be so confusing?<br/>When she came back downstairs, Faren looked up from the pot and froze in place. She went upstairs just to make herself look... Well, he guessed it made sense that she wanted to look her best. But there really wasn't any need to. He knew that Maric would not go back to Laana. There was a possibility that they may become friends again, but after what she did, Maric would never trust her with his heart ever again.<br/><br/>Entering his home, Maric was greeted by the sweet smells of Nimue's cooking, and soon that of Nimue's smell of roses. When he saw her though, his jaw nearly dropped. He always thought that she looked beautiful, but she always managed to surprise him.<br/>Nimue still looked prettier in the moonlight though...<br/>After her kiss to his cheek, Maric smiled down at his love and lifted her chin so that their lips could meet. As he did this though, he did not notice the tightening of Laana's jaw as her suspicions were confirmed.<br/>"This is where you're living right now?" Laala asked incredulously as she took her seat at the designated spot. "Its quite shabby. I'm surprised you gave up your mansion for... this."<br/>"Unlike you, Laala, I have no need to be pampered." Maric retorted as he sat down next to Nimue. "I enjoy working for what comfort I have."<br/>"I'm sure that the girl sitting next to you pampers you all the time. She probably cooks every meal, does the laundry, and even fluffs your pillows for you. Did you really fall for a maid Maric?"