"Yes, the ring. Because you gave it to me." She smiles even more at the sight of the ring on his finger. Matching rings. There was something special about having the matching rings. A wing moves to shyly hide her blushing and happy face from him.

"I am glad to hear it. I shall pray that I was able to help with your sleep." She giggles a little. "I am making this batch just for you. I shall pray that you will enjoy it as much as my teas."

And with the phone shutting off, she hurries into the kitchen to check on the coffee. As she checks, she goes to idly preen herself to make herself more presentable. And to idly hide all the hickies he has given her the night before.