Mabon waited for Kel in the town square as he asked. She saw him coming out of the auction house, and her heart fluttered. He was so handsome and she noticed several women turn to look at him, but he only had eyes for her. As he approached her, a grin on his face, Mabon noticed he had his hand behind his back.
Smiling, Mabon said, “Hello, Husband.” It was her favorite term of endearment for Kelandros; she was still as thrilled to be married as when he first asked her.
Kel drew his hand from behind his back, and gave the wrapped box to Mabon. Her face lit up, and he grinned wider. He loved giving her presents, just to see the look on her face.
She took the box, and shook it, listening to the rustling sound it made. “Shall I open it now, or later?” Before he could answer, she tucked the box in her bag. “Later.” Kel chuckled at her. She certainly knew how to make the most of a simple gift.
“I have the outfit you bought me in my bag,” she blushed. Her guildmates teased her about how much clothing she had, but in truth, Kel had given her many of the outfits. He nodded, his mouth suddenly dry, and motioned for her to follow him. He led her up to a quiet spot, overlooking a waterfall.
Mabon slipped on the outfit: a short leather top, and very short pants, barely more than a loincloth. “I can’t believe this is armor! I could never wear this out and about!”
Grinning, Kel said, “You could if you were less modest, love. But then, there would be too many men that I’d have to kill. So perhaps it’s just as well you don’t.”
Her blush colored not just her face, but spread down her chest as well, much to Kel’s delight. “No, Husband. This is for you alone.”
He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her gently. “And I am a very lucky man, indeed. Now, open your other present. I want to see that one on you, too.”
Mabon dug through her bag, and pulled out the box, shaking it again. She ripped off the paper, and pulled the box open. “Oh, Kel! It’s beautiful!” She held the shimmering white dress up to herself.
Kel smiled at her, happy she liked her present. It was getting harder and harder to find a dress she didn’t already own. “Put it on, love.” He stood, and turned around, knowing how shy she was, even with him.
Mabon slipped off the leather armor, and pulled the silky dress over her head. It fell in soft folds around her feet, hugging her body perfectly, as if custom made. “Ok, darling, you can look now.”
Turning to face her, Kel looked at his beautiful wife. She could wear a sack and still look good, or as he often told her, wear nothing at all. In two steps, she was in his arms again.
“Thank you, Kel. It’s so lovely… and so soft!”
“Only the finest for you.” He ran his hands over the fabric. “Yes, it is soft. You know, this would look even better up in Moonglade. It’s been awhile since I’ve been up there.”
“Oh, Kel! Yes, there would be plenty of people around to look after the children, and you and I could spend some time together!” It had been a long time since they had been alone for more than just an hour or two.
“I’ll make the arrangements, then, love.”