Fresh out of the bath following his grueling morning spar with Nichole plus the maid trio, Kurt dried his dark hair with a towel as he stepped back into the master bedroom.
'Look who's finally awake.'
Diana sat gracefully in a maroon coloured armchair by the window, sipping a cup of hot tea while watching the morning light filter over the estate.
"Morning, Ana. I'm glad to see you feeling better after how our date ended last night."
"Hmm. The dinner was cut short, yes... but I enjoyed our walk on the beach that came after far more. It was… much needed."
She stood up and walked over to carefully button his dark shirt. As she reached for him, she caught the black bruising all along his ribs and arms.
"What's this? Who did this to you?"
"Whoa now. I just had some light sparring with the maids."
"... It looks like they gave you quite a hard time."
"Don't worry. I got my licks in and won."
"You call this 'light sparring'?" Diana smiled and pressed down on his bruise at his side.
