"If they don't stop gossiping soon I will probably murder someone," I say. Ever since we arrived at court pretty much everyone has wanted to share their opinion on our relationship. Most were people saying I'm just his own personal blood whore. But some are more creative, last week I overheard someone saying, that the only reason we're together is because I'm collecting information for the alchemists.
"I understand," Adrian says from his side of the couch. "But that would just make our situation even worse. Being married to a human and a murderer, just imagine the headlights." He stands up to make it sound even more dramatic. "'Young Ivashkov finally of the rails, married to the worst person at court' or 'Alchemist has worse self-control than party boy husband.'" I laugh, he is trying to make this a better satiation.
This is one of the reasons why I love Adrian as much as I do, even when I'm in a terrible mood he is always able to make me laugh, or at least forget about the worst things for some time.