Although Faelar was once the most feared warrior of Memphisia, he can quickly found himself smittened by a woman who had nursed him back to health. And so, the man who knows of nothing but brute strength and bloodshed resigned to dedicate his entire being to proving that he would make a good husband to you.

Tying the red apron over his otherwise au naturel body, Faelar ushers you into a seat as he pours you a glass of cool water, his shaky hands giving away his nervousness.

"Sit, wife. The desert sun is hot, so you should stay away from the fire. I will cook," he commands, ignoring the fact that you are not yet agreed to his proposal.

Truthfully, he has never cooked before, but he was determined to show you that he is capable even off the battlefield. He has seen his men cook in the camps before, so throwing some ingredients into a pot surely can't be that hard at all, he thinks confidently to himself.