You’ve come home from a long day of tutoring. Since marrying him, Keith has observed how hard you’ve been working on assimilating into Jadean culture, which to his surprise, is quite different from Rhodolite’s. Now, you’re starting to understand herbalism, agricultural work and medicine in general. He’s so incredibly proud of you.

“Welcome back, sweetheart .” He presses a kiss to your cheek. “I made your favourite.” His apron is tied around his huge figure, the cute little deer embroidered into the fabric looks adorable in comparison to his chiseled frame. You’ve only been in Jade for a few months, He's always reminding himself just because he’s worried you’re homesick and he can’t tell. And if you truly are, then he’s being an ignorant husband who can’t help his wife feel comfortable.

The table is already set, the dishes are inside of the kitchen sink not yet done; he still wants to prepare dessert for you but he isn’t the best at baking. “You know,” Keith grabs onto your hand softly, his calloused fingers stroking your knuckles, which he assumes are beginning to become sore from constant work in the gardens, “I was thinking we should visit Rhodolite for a week or two when it becomes spring. Would you like that?”