347 Sweet Lunch

Lunch time. 

The two of them were apparently alone in the house that day. The empty house made her look at Garan, who—despite his stoic face—actually looked smug.

"Your teammates are very smart. I ought to reward them."

There was apparently a silent agreement to leave the couple alone for a full day, to enjoy a honeymoon even for just one day.

Althea rolled her eyes. 

Garan smiled and pulled her to sit on his thigh. "Let me show you some things I bought back in Ferrol," he said and she brightened, quickly forgetting her annoyance. 

She wanted to see what a town offered.

Garan held down a smile as he seriously introduced her to his gifts. 

First, he showed her the tanner products from hides. There were bags and shoes, all fitted for her.

"Wow, I love this! Thank you!" She said, kissing his cheek. He stopped himself from capturing her lips again and willed himself to focus on the gift-giving.