Author's Note: Another drabble that shows what a hopeless romantic I am. Hope you all enjoy.
Hugs and Kisses
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CHAIR:
He often forgot that she was trained to be a lady. She couldn't cook. She couldn't sew, or needle point, or whatever it was that she and Mariabella attempted to do together on the few occasions they visited for an extended period of time. She fought. She often yelled and was prone to fits of violence, even when it was completely uncalled for.
How was he to know that when she stormed off, she had gone to bathe at the same lake he happened to want to go take a bath in? It was not his fault that he saw her. He didn't actually see anything. She was waist deep in water and had her back to him. So he did not turn and walk away immediately. He was just a little shell shocked, that was all. It wasn't like he wanted to see her or anything. And, it definitely did not call for her to have Leki blow him up, that was for sure.
That's all beside the point, though. She never acted like a lady in her day-to-day life. He was definitely made aware of it when she was sitting, however. She sat on the edge of the chair, with her legs close together and her back perfectly straight. Anyone who looked at her would think that she was every bit the lady that she was, no doubt, trained to be. It made him feel guilty for never treating her the way that a lady should be treated… however that was.
But it was not him.
If he did start to treat her like she was some delicate flower that would break if pressed too hard, he knew that she would break him in return. She may have been trained to be a lady; to be soft spoken and demure like Mariabella, but he knew the truth. She was not weak or delicate. She was strong and fierce and could stand up to him better than anyone else. The times when they verbally spared with each other were the highlights of his day. Her eyes blazing and faced flushed, she was never more appealing to him than right after they argued. He would not let her know that, though. If she knew, she would forever hold it against him.
Yes, she was a lady. Maybe not in the same way most ladies of this time were thought to be, but a lady nonetheless, and he could not imagine a better one to be traveling with.