"No." Isabel said flatly. "No requests." Her frame stiff, she lay still, waiting for Deston to do whatever exactly it was he was supposed to do.

Deston sighed and smiled softly, "Try to relax... this should be enjoyable for you too." he laid kisses upon her neck and shoulders in several different spots, "Enjoy the contact, the closeness between us. Don't be afraid to lay your hands on me, touch, explore," he wanted her to be relaxed before he proceeded any further and risk traumatizing his wife.

***

As the skies were beginning to color with dawn light, Isabel crept from one room to the other. Peg was, thankfully, not waiting in Isabel's room that morning. Instead Megora had been summoned, and had drawn a bath for the young Mistress. Isabel stripped off her nightgown, and gratefully sunk into the warm waters. With her knees drawn to her chin, she let Megora wash her hair. "Peg tried sleeping with Lord Deston last night. I need a new Maid."

To this, Megora nodded once simply. "I was wondern' why she came to my room last night. All tears, and sayin' she ought not serve you in the mornin', and that I ought." Megora wrung out Isabel's hair, her brown fingers twisting the girl's hair in a knot before she began massaging lotions into her hair.

"She cried?" Isabel said in a soft, meek voice, "I...I don't want to have to do this, Mistress Megora. What will everyone say? ...I'll seem so cruel." Burying her face into her knees, Isabel groaned. Then she began to sniffle, "It's like when I got married everyone expected me to know what to do, and I don't know anything!"

"Shhh, m'Lady, it'll be alright. Servants come, an'they go." Megora rubbed her hands soothingly over Isabel's shoulders, while Isabel concluded. "I'll keep her on until a replacement can be found. It will only ruin her work record to proclaim what she did, and obviously she is sorrry."

Deston smiled a bit as Isabel snuck away. Before she disappeared into her room he laid a hand upon hers, "I had begun to think that you were afraid of me," he took her hand and kissed it, "I'm glad to see that isn't the case." After releasing her to her room he turned to see his curtains opened, "Good morning my lord. I've... " the house mage stopped, "I'll leave you be to dress..." He looked around the room, "I do appologize. I hadn't realize," he raised a brow at the bed.

Deston chuckled and found his robe and put it on quickly, "It is alright Master Zephir. You haven't interrupted anything, but only barely." An almost cheshire grin stretched across his face. Tidus noddedl slowly, "I am glad for the both of you." Deston chuckled again, "it could have been under better circumstances but.."

Tidus was laying out a few things on Deston's desk for him to get to once he was ready, "Breakfast will be ready in a couple of hours. I figured you might not be feeling well since you weren't up yet." He raised a brow, "but I see it is quite the opposite. Congradulations. It is good that you two have been close. We could tell it was bothering you." He noddedla bit more as the master of the house raised a brow, "that obvious?" Tidus glanced back and nodded with a smirk, "I'll leave you be to wash." The mage stepped for the dooe and paused before exiting, "Do not slight her, my lord, it would possibly be the worst mistake you could make at this point. It will be the small things that matter."

With that the house mage left and Deston washed and dressed all the while pondering the matter of Peg shaking his head slowly. "I'm glad of the outcome however we are going to have to find a new maid... And quickly."