<div style="text-align: justify;">Carlota nodded and served the Captain's plate. She was to get used to it, after all. After the conversation with the Padre, Carlota was decided to try to be on her best behavior. Only after serving his plate did the young lady server hers. She also started eating after him, and listened as the Captain spoke, paying close attention to his words.<br/><br/>Well, it was better than nothing that she could continue to profess her faith as a married woman. She would not have had it any other way. Attending services with him would be a small price to pay. <br/><br/>"I appreciate  your kindness. And I would feel very happy to have any children God sends us speak my language as well as yours, if you have no objection".<br/><br/>As someone knocked on the door, Carlota fell silent again. She paid attention to the courier's words and to Peter's, and nodded as he excused himself to read the dispatch. Something in his smile didn't sit well with her, but Carlota said nothing. Only when spoken to did she speak again.<br/><br/>"I was just saying I am happy that I may teach our children about my faith and my language. They are both very important parts of who I am, and I would be lost without either".<br/><br/>Carlota took a deep breath and dared to look into her husband to be's eyes. "You will be a good husband if I am a good wife, will you not?", she asked softly. "I... I do not know what to do and how to act, in some ways, but I will learn".</div>