Tangled Web: KingsleyRosmerta
Word Count: 358
Kingsley can't stop staring at the ring on Rosmerta's finger. It looks so perfect.
For so long, he had assumed he would be a bachelor until the end of his days. It had never bothered him. Kingsley has always loved being alone and keeping a close circle.
And then Rosmerta had entered his life and had gradually become so much more than just the pretty barmaid he could chat and laugh and flirt with. He hadn't expected to fall in love with her, but life has always had a funny habit of doing whatever it pleases. In the end, Rosmerta had stolen his heart, and he can't imagine turning away.
"What? Is there something on my face?" she asks quickly pulling her compact mirror from her pocket and examining her reflection for some imperfection that isn't there.
Kingsley chuckles and shakes his head. "You look perfect," he tells her, leaning in and pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. "As always."
Rosmerta's fair brows knit together, and her lips purse as she studies him. Kingsley resists the urge to roll his eyes. For some reason, she always seems reluctant to accept a compliment from him, which is ridiculous since they're married now. He ought to be able to tell his wife how beautiful she is without her skepticism.
"Don't you dare argue with me," he laughs, reaching out and stroking her honey blonde hair.
"If you didn't want me arguing with you, maybe you shouldn't have put that ring on my finger." With a smirk, she lifts her hand and wiggles her fingers as if to show off the ring in question.
Kingsley grins. "I can't think of anyone else I would rather spend an eternity arguing with."
They've had their ups and downs, but she is the only one for him. He would rather spend a full day with her, bickering and arguing endlessly, than a day of peace and silence with anyone else.
She moves closer and pressed against him, her head resting on his chest. "Good. Because you're stuck with me now."
Kingsley wraps his arms around her. "I wouldn't have it any other way."