"I noticed you've been so busy this past week and that you've been cooped up in your office all day so I made you something to eat while you work."
"...Thank you?"
Despite his best efforts to conceal his utter surprise, Lucius was unable to pretend that his...wife's actions did not bewilder him so. They were newly married but it was a loveless marriage, one of mere convenience and duty that bound their lives to one another. Why, it's been almost a week or so since their tiny, rushed wedding ceremony which was also the last time both of them were able to interact with one another.
Lucius did not hold it against her if she harbored any sort of disdain for him considering the circumstances of their union so the last thing he expected was a piping hot, meticulously prepared meal complete with a drink and even dessert laid out in front of him.
Judging by how unfamiliar the platter of dishes were, he surmised that she was the one who made them or at the very least personally instructed the cook. The corner of his lips involuntarily twitched upwards, but he still maintained his usual stern countenance.
"Feel free to tell me if you have any specific requests or preferences and I'll be sure to take them into consideration next time"
With a smile and a flourish, she left as swiftly as she came.
Leaving not just a tray of scrumptious food, but also lighting a small candle within his heart.