Jealous?

"Tell me, Lawrence, why are you here other than changing the color of roses?" Cedric turned to him.

"Odd, how long were you there before you called my name?"

"Does it matter"

"I was just talking to your wife Cedric, a normal thing between a Lord and wives of the house, and besides she loved the rose green," he said with a shrug.

"I do not care what she likes, and besides I asked a question of why you're here"

"Now Cedric, easy... don't be Jealous you may not seem so but you're, aren't you?" he said in amusement.

"I do not sound Jealous"

"Hmm you got me convinced there," Lawrence said in a thoughtful tone.

"She's beautiful Cedric and different from the rest of the Silver-Haired, you're lucky you found someone like her, I'm happy you're married, after years in the war, it's good you have settled down"

Cedric tore his gaze away from him, at the view of the garden before them.

Lawrence sighed.