"Laana gave you no trouble did she?" Maric asked the moment Nimue stepped inside.<br/>He knew that Laana would not be so foolish as to anger a paladin as powerful as herself. His concern for Nimue however, overruled his common sense.<br/>When Nimue had assured him that she was unharmed by the other paladin, Maric breathed a sigh of relief and stood from his spot. Now that they had finished their morning meal, it was time to get the usual chores done. Like cleaning the dishes.<br/>"So what do you think?" Maric asked as he began to clear the table. "About having a big wedding I mean. I know that we are already wed, but this way we can meet each other's friends and family easier. Announcing our marriage like this would keep suitors off of the both of us as well. We could have a feast fit for a king, musicians that belong in royal balls, a dress for you that would make a queen turn green with envy, and dance beneath the stars."<br/>Maric would of course drop it immediately if she made it clear that she desired no such thing. However, he had dreamed of this storybook wedding since he was a young boy. He knew it sounded cheesy, but he could not help it. It was one of the few things he loved about stories; how the dashing hero and his love would be married at the end. He could never stand the parts where there was a damsel in distress since he hated the thought of a person being miserable, but the end where they found love was always the best.