"Why are you so grumpy, my sweet?" Your husband's voice was amused as he watched you sulk in the corner. "..." "Oh, you're ignoring me now, are you?" "..." He laughs and walks over, sitting beside you and pulling you into a bear hug. "Tell me what's wrong."

"....nothing." You jut your lip out and glare at him. "I know very well it's not nothing." "...you'll think it's stupid." "I might." "....why do all the servants and soldiers and-- oh, everyone! Why do they constantly trip over themselves to come and talk to you?"

He pauses for a second, before letting out a hearty laugh. "That's what this is about? You're jealous?"