When the two of them stood in the middle of that area between the two tables and the gaze of those many people, the silence was present as Lothur looked at his wife.
Viktoria was sitting at a small table opposite the door to that hall and between two ends of those arc-shaped tables.
Lothur winked at her and asked. "What are we going to do here, dear?"
The people in the surrounding area heard this and did not like it very much since they respected Viktoria a lot and did not like anyone talking to her like that.
That was particularly true of the men there, Viktoria's admirers, that pursued her until a good-for-nothing came along months ago and married her.
The expressions of those people turned ugly. Viktoria saw this, but even though she knew that perhaps her husband should be more formal in this place, she could not correct him. She loved him and needed this man in a way that she would no longer feel comfortable trying to control or restrict him.
