"What do you want me to say, Yuna?" The Maester said his blue moving gently as he spoke.

Yuna sighed, "How about I'm sorry? That's a start." She replied crossing her arms.

Seymour chuckled, "I could say I'm sorry. But I'm not. I don't have anything to apologize for."

Yuna glared at him angrily, "What?"

"You heard me." Seymour replied casually.

"You have plenty to apologize for." She turned her back to him, "I can't believe you would actually think…" she stopped talking and shook her head.

Seymour sighed, "When I saw you with him…I just got jealous." His face flushed a crimson red as he remembered spying his wife with her former guardian. The blonde one who always made Seymour's blood boil.

"We were just talking, Seymour. You know who my heart belongs to. I would never cheat on you."

He nodded, "I know. I said it out of anger."

"Then are you going to say it?" she put her hands on his cheeks.

Seymour nodded, "Will it make you feel better?"

She nodded and rested her forehead on his.

"I'm sorry…"

She smiled, "See? Now that wasn't so bad, was it?" Her lips touched his as she spoke.

Seymour only smiled before pressing his lips to hers.