Archer looked at the older woman and smiled, ''Of course, there's no rush, Fianna. You're married, after all, and it's a big leap.''
He saw her visibly relax when he spoke, so he changed the subject, ''Let's see Aisha. We need to get the economy going and the gold flowing.''
Fianna smiled before grabbing his hand as the two continued walking down the road, heading for the town of Drakewood. As they walked down the snowy road, the cold air biting at their cheeks, they noticed caravans passing by.
The travelers inside looked at Archer with wide eyes as they passed, some whispering to each other and pointing in his direction. But he nodded politely to the passersby, acknowledging their curiosity with a friendly smile.
