Aleck found himself caught between embarrassment at witnessing such a private moment and fascination with how naturally they ignored the attention upon them. The rumored 'medical fairy' clearly had no issue defying social expectations of her station when it suited her.
'Perhaps tea wouldn't be so inappropriate after all...'
From his angle, the young man couldn't see how red the back of Qat's ears were. Still standing on the dueling field, a honey-soaked voice once again entered the ears of the surrounding cultivators.
"Did you have plans to watch the other matches?"
Aleck startled slightly when he realized she was asking him the question. The Goltbred heiress finally loosened her grip on her spouse. She dropped lightly to her small feet, those mint eyes of hers holding surprising intensity as she studied him.
"I... hadn't thought that far ahead. I was probably a little conceited hoping I would win."
