"Yes, please," Sileas replied.

"Let me know if I hurt you." Wulfsen said and gently picked Sileas up and cradled her against his chest.

Sileas had had every intention of folding her arms across her chest as he carried her inside. But the warmth of his arms and the comforting sound of his heartbeat broke her resolve. She leaned against him and wrapped one arm around him.

Wulfsen smiled. He liked how Sileas felt in his arms. He began walking towards the healing room.

Sileas was still angry with Wulfsen, but she was having great trouble maintaining her anger. But she knew they were going to need to talk. Tonight. But for now, she was just going to enjoy where she was.

Wulfsen examined his freshly shaved face in the mirror, making sure he did not miss anything. Perfectly smooth. Wulfsen smiled and started getting into his suit.

Xavier walked in, already dressed. "Do you need any help with anything? Or are you ready and filled with anticipation?" he teased.

"Anticipation, and terror." Wulfsen said.

"Did you and Sileas get everything worked out last night?" Xavier inquired. "I was a bit worried when I caught her at the gate."

Wulfsen nodded.

"We worked everything out. Getting married after such a short courtship isn't going to be easy... but we can do it."

"Good, I was a bit worried last night. The quick rush definitely hurt the two of you. Anything need doing that you know of?"

"Nothing I can thing of." Wulfsen's heart sped up in panic. "I must be forgetting something!"

"I'm sure Sileas's family is taking care of most things. But is there anything special Sileas wants that the family might not know of? There's a place already arranged for tonight? Anything special for the menu that I should let Dyfrig know of?"

"We had talked about how nice it would be if the Garden Tower was fixed up... But we didn't think there would be enough time." Wulfsen said.

"I'll make that happen. I'll find a few of the servants and some of the pages. Anything else?"

"Not that I can think of... I must be forgetting something important." Wulfsen fretted.

"I can help with pleasing a woman, but I know nothing about marriage plans," Xavier replied.

"I think we can handle that part ourselves." Wulfsen stammered, blushing.

Xavier snorted. 'That wasn't what I meant exactly."

"Then what did you mean?" Wulfsen asked, feeling even worse.

"I meant in the decorating or how to coax them out of a bad mood. Courtship. Flirting, that sort of thing."

Wulfsen sighed. "We didn't have much time for courting."

"I know. So, some tips...women love attention being lavished on them, getting flowers and sweets for no reason. They like knowing they are the most important thing in your life. That's even more important later in the pregnancy. For some reason, they start thinking everything you do for them is about the baby and that they don't matter." Xavier shrugged. "I'll never understand that one. Take time for quiet moments-walks in the garden or by the river. Picnics. After she has the babe, take her riding. I understand she loves to read, so make one room in the keep a cozy library for her, filled with books."

"Okay." Wulfsen said. "I'll have to get some more books from Portside."

"Cushiony chairs to." Xavier thought for a moment. "Perhaps talk to Nelek about an alcove facing the courtyard."