"Well lucky for us the fortress itself is made of stone, but it is also under ground living in a natural tunnel," he told her amused. "So all I had to do was take up the stone which I had been working on anyways and then till the ground. I did that with magic to make it go faster." he turned and hugged her pulling her to him and kissed the top of her head. He smiled down at her amused. She seemed to think the small things were amazing... At least he had gotten this right. He let her go and stepped back waving his hand out to display the room for her. He motioned for her to go ahead and look around.
Then he called the servant over and gave them a scroll and something to write with and looked back towards the woman. "The servant will record everything you want and where. I will let you design the room since this is your personal space. The only thing I have picked out is roses on the doorway for you. Everything else will be up to you including the room's color. You can pick the chair the way the bookshelves will be modeled. This room will be in the image you want," he told her as he stepped back to lean against the wall to give her a bit of space. He wondered what she'd pick. What flowers she'd want, what type of furniture, and more importantly would she want grass in the room or tiles and just flowerbeds. He really had no idea what she'd pick or what she'd do.
He figured this was a great way to learn more about her though. Each choice would have to represent something about her in someway or at least give him a glimpse into what she prefers.
Then he called the servant over and gave them a scroll and something to write with and looked back towards the woman. "The servant will record everything you want and where. I will let you design the room since this is your personal space. The only thing I have picked out is roses on the doorway for you. Everything else will be up to you including the room's color. You can pick the chair the way the bookshelves will be modeled. This room will be in the image you want," he told her as he stepped back to lean against the wall to give her a bit of space. He wondered what she'd pick. What flowers she'd want, what type of furniture, and more importantly would she want grass in the room or tiles and just flowerbeds. He really had no idea what she'd pick or what she'd do.
He figured this was a great way to learn more about her though. Each choice would have to represent something about her in someway or at least give him a glimpse into what she prefers.
