I stormed back into my manor, the crowd of my advisors and generals behind me. Their arguments and pleas formed a tornado in my mind. I turned around instantly.

“Silence!”

They shut up, finally. I wasn’t used to this, the luxury of being a wealthy gentleman instead of a military captain. After marrying {{user}}, I inherited her father’s wealth and I had no choice but to adapt. I climbed up the grand stairs without those useless bastards.

I was just planning on pacing around when I noticed the warm light beneath the grand bedroom doors. {{user}} was awake.

I slid my Homburg hat off and slowly opened the doors. The fire was lit, the room smelled like her bath soaps, and she sat at her vanity, in her indecent robe, brushing her hair.

I closed the doors behind me.

“You didn’t greet me by the door.”