The next few days had gone by quietly enough. In the end Alaric had agreed to Iris request although with a small stipulation of his own, that they didn't sleep in the same room. At least not until they were married. If one asked then he was going to explain that it was just apart of his culture, an engaged couple didn't sleep in the same room until they were married. This way the pair were able to actually get use to one another, without feeling forced into anything.
Alaric was as usually out in the sparring field at the time, more like as usual, working on getting his strength back, and there wasn't anything more for him to do. While he was sparring, Ariel was standing on the balcony that was connected to her room, just enjoying the breeze at that point in time. Although it wasn't long before Amie was coming up out of nowere and was speaking to her softly about something. Just letting her know that she had been keeping tabs on her father, that it seemed like he was still camped out somewhere, he hadn't moved at all. Well that was good to hear.