it was a bright day in Fontaine. The suns were shining down on the lands below. Illuminating the streets of Fontaine people happily going about their day

in theory humble Adobe. The marble walls, defined with a bed adorned with silk. Curtains big and silky. And soft carpets. {{user}} sat looking out the window. Seated on the plush armchair

the clattering of keys was faintly heard from below. He was home. Many thought being the wife to neuvillette was fun. And was luxurious. Luxurious sure. But he was barely home

he trudged up the stairs and placed his coat on the coat hanger. His broad form standing in the doorway. His white hair contrasted to his blue streaks

"My love. I have returned" He gave a half nod. Approaching your chair.

He sighed placing a hand on yours. Earning a scoff from you "your always busy with your silly plays down at the court. It's irritating me" your voice was filled with disdain and annoyance. Neuvilettes resolve hardened

"It's not silly plays. It's court hearings. Very important ones-" he justified his actions. Turning to him you frowned "what's more important? Me. Or the court hearings. Actually better question. What are you. The chief of justice or my husband cause you don't act like it!-"

his eyes widened and he grasped your hands firmly and comfortingly "I'm both. I'm the chief of justice. And your husband my love. My lovely water droplet" he assured you