"Of course." He stood up and moved towards the door, opening it and calling out for a servant. One quickly scurried over and he gently asked for a brazier or two for Lavender. He then waited for then to be brought, taking them from the servant immediately and thanking her. He shut the door and gave them to Lavender.
He sighed and carefully set them on the tables besides the bed before flicking a lever on each side of the braziers. Fire erupted inside them, controlled and warm. He relaxed immediately and pulled blankets over his body. "I still don't like you, but thanks."
He chuckled softly, "the same to you." He answered, opening the door and exiting again. He closed it after him and made his way back to his room, absolutely exhausted from the activities. He called for a bath to be drawn so he could soak for a but and ponder his decisions.
Lavender waited for a moment before standing up and carefully picking up all the glass from the previously shattered vase. He then carefully put them in the corner where he could find any form of trash spot. He shivered from the chill in the air and quickly returned to the bed, curling up under a copious amount of blankets and wolf coats
When the servants left, he got undressed and slid into the warm bath. He groaned softly as all of the tension left his body. Fable laid his head back against the edge of the basin, eyes shutting as he got lost in his head. This man who was now his spouse was... strange to say the least.
Lavender woke up as sunlight filled the room, standing up and hesitantly getting the bottle of red liquid, pouring it in the bed and then trying to find clean clothes. He whined and sighed, shaking violently as he honestly couldn't find anything warm and comfortable.
Fable slowly opened his eyes, feeling as though everything that had gone on was a dream and he would be fine again. But he knew better. That was too real to be a dream. He got up, getting into another set of cotton shirt and cloth pants.
Lavender found himself frustrated, sitting in a nearby chair and waiting for someone to eventually show up. He sighed and chewed at his nails while he waited, quietly thinking over everything that had occurred in the past 24 hours.
