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Less Than Ideal (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

After the ceremony and everyone gathered out to celebrate, Maleris stood a ways away, looking not only disinterested but defeated...even a little sad.
 
She frowned a bit. She had to remember that this was not his choosing, either. She ate and drank, just trying to forget and have a good time.
 
Everyone was having a good time and eventually it came to an end. Maleris took Ifera home and moved to lay on the mats in the main room.
 
He peeked an eye open at her and made a noise. "Yes...but I'm giving you the bedroom. I repulse you, don't I? Sleep in there so you won't be on the floor."
 
"How generous.. thank you, Maleris.. if you can ever stand the sight of me, feel free to join me.." she said as she left to lay down.
 
She sighed and soon found herself fast asleep. Things from there were largely uneventful, mainly just petty squabbles.
 
"You cooked this bear wrong." He chastised, "It's supposed to be still very pink in the middle. Does this look pink to you?"
 
She took a breath. "Forgive me, your highness, I am accustomed to cooking meat, not serving it raw." She hissed.
 
"If I wanted it raw I would just demand you slap it on my plate." He said before pushing the plate to her and getting up, "I'll make it myself."
 
"Oh shut up and sit down." She said, pushing him back into his seat and moving to prepare yet another cut of meat for him. "I swear, I should have just married Izin in my village." She hissed under her breath.
 
"Hm? Oh I'm sorry, husband I must have been having those pesky opinions again, I'll stop at once~!" She said, just to spite him. She soon returned with a slab of meat, perfectly seasoned and perfectly cooked. "There. May I eat my now cold meal?"
 
"Do what you wish, woman." He huffed before cutting into his bear steak and taking a large bite. He sat quietly for a moment before lowering his head, "I'm sorry..." He muttered.
 
She sighs. "As am I.. I was in the wrong.. what I said was harsh.." she said. She drank her wine and simply went to bed. This was awful. Either fighting or nothing. What did she do to deserve this?
 
She kept her back turned, just trying to fall asleep. She was trying not to be mad at him, but he made it difficult. Then again, she was no better.
 
When she woke up in the morning, he had his arm wrapped tightly around her, holding her tight to his chest as he slept heavily. He was warm, which she found odd for a reptile, but it was not unwelcome.
 
When she offically decided to get up, he was gone and the house was quiet. Moving into the main room showed a covered platter of what she assumed was food. Lifting it showed juicy roast pheasant with scrambled quail egg and three thickly cut strips of bacon. Beside the plate was a note: "Went hunting for more meat, will return before sunset. Enjoy your morning meal."
 
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