Rissa woke up around the time that the sun set to find herself in a strange bedroom adjorned with jewels, cauldron of gold and silver coins with the occasional ivory and diamond studded dagger or sword. The walls of the room were an eggshell white with emerald green and off mint woven together in strange, intricate designs that looked like spells.

The dresser of the room was a stained dark mahogany, then there was two doors- one to a bathroom and another to an open closet with a chest in it. The bed she was laying in was downy soft, the sheets made of a silken material with a thick emerald and off mint coverlet on top.

Her head pounding from the combination of her wound and all the crying she'd done earlier. Making movment of any kind difficult since the pounding morphed into a wicked case of dizziness that left her feeling weak and nauseous.

She groaned and turned over onto her side and lay there trying to let the urge to hurl pass. When the door to the room opened and Natsu filled the doorway wearing nothing but his pants and leaned his shoulder against the door frame and looked her over as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"Ah, you're awake now." He said as she opened her eyes and looked at him. She looked so increadably pale that he wondered if she was going to get sick on him. He hoped not since she was currently laying in his bed. "How are you feeling?"

"I-I think I'm going to be sick."

He made a humming sound and walked into the room, grabbing up a cauldron he dumped the gold, silver and jewels into another pile and moved to put it next to the bed before she could get sick. Once that was done he straightened his spine and looked at her as she muttered a soft thank you and nodded his head and reached out to brush her hair back before he could stop himself.

She visibly tensed as if expecting him to strike her or something and he sighed and dropped his hand back to his side and dug out the tablets that Erza had given to him before he'd scooped up Rissa's unconscious body and started to leave, and laid them down on the small table next to the bed then went to get her a glass of water or something.

He came back with some juice and set the glass down next to the tablets and frowned for a second. He was forgetting something wasn't he? But what? Idiot. When wooing a woman you bring her gifts to show that she has your favor and affection. A foriegn voice said in his head. Natsu glanced back at Rissa who had her eyes closed again but wasn't asleep.

She appears to be a flower sort of girl. Natsu nodded his head absently and walked over to the window on the other side of the room and opened it intending to pick a few of the wild flowers and roses growing under the window and up the side of the house. And reached out and carefully picked the most flawless blood red roses and a few of the tulips and lilies under the window sill then quietly closed the window and spent a moment or so fashioning the flowers into a nice bouquet.

Then walked back over to the bed and set them down on the table next to the glass of juice and the tablets then looked back at Rissa again. She looked like she had fallen back asleep but he could tell by her breathing that she wasn't. She was merely playing dead for the moment. Perhaps because she was still afraid that he might do something to her.

He didn't know and at the moment he didn't really care. She needed time to let her head wound heal and that meant that he would have some time to get to know the real her and court her a little bit before she tried to escape him again. His lips curved up a little bit in a devious smile as he thought, It's a good thing I foresaw that inevitable out come and put a tracking bracelet on her wrist and sealed it shut with a spell to keep her from taking it off.

At least this way if she was grabbed again the matching bracelet on his right wrist would resonate with hers and help him keep track of her. And just to make sure that no one found out about what sort of bracelet he'd put on her, he'd adorned it with diamonds and gold scroll work while she had slept.

The entire point of the bracelet wasn't to keep her from running off if she felt the need to put space between them. She wasn't a prisoner. It was merely a percaution in case she got into more trouble like she had earlier. A way to track her over a distance without feeling the need to be right on her heels.

He figured that she could go anywhere within a hundred miles of where his home was- in any direction, before his bracelet would start to resonate and he'd go to get her. Or at the very least see what she was doing and make sure that she was okay.

He put one hand over the bracelet on his wrist and anxiously ran his thumb along the silver scroll work then shifted a little bit closer to the bed and quickly leaned down over her and brushed his lips across her cheek then bolted for the door.

He had stuff to do and couldn't afford to waste time standing there daydreaming. He needed to clean out his home and make it presentable, needed to get rid of some of his gold and silver and jewels so that he'd have enough money to have a new home built for her once they had a clutch on the way and then there were other less pleasant things that he needed to take care of.

Traps that needed to be set, spells to be etched into his walls to protect his fragile human mate. And a mad man and his guild that needed to learn the true meaning of fear.