Hello, My Darling Wife

Oh, that was unexpected.  Honesty.  That was refreshing.  And unexpected.  [q]Magic doesn't matter to me.  I have more than enough that a spouse of mine wouldn't need to be gifted.[q]

And that was the truth on her part.  She didn't really care if her spouse had magic.  But, well, the question about her favorite flower.  [q]Roses.[q]

It was simple enough.  Roses were hermaphrodites. And it fit her.  In a certain light.  Maybe she'll be able to return Ella's honesty one day with honesty of her own.  [q]They bloom in even the most harsh environment, and remain fragrant even after their death.  Silly, I know.[q]

Now that.. that they'd had some hard questions and some soft questions, Kaczor folded her arms over her chest, nodding once.  [q]Do you have a favorite?  There's a large garden in the townhouse, if you think you'd like to try your hand at growing something I can have half the solar there cleared for your own personal use.[q]

This was easier.  Nothing personal, focused on what would come after then.  [q]And the town house has two master suites.  I don't suppose you would want to share a room right away, after all.  I know I feel more comfortable with the idea of separate bedrooms for a while, at least.[q]

Much easier.  They both seemed to be level headed, and accepted that this was what both their families wanted.  As children, and Kac supposed, eldest children, it was their duty to marry and carry out lines.  She's never been so jealous of her younger brother as in that exact moment.