Flashback:
"You know, when Anne and I used to visit the market place before, we made a game of searching for the handsomest man around!"
"Are you saying you used to rate people by looks?"
"Hush! You make it sound horrible! It was not like that, we'd merely look at faces, blush and giggle if they were pretty and wait until they'd look at us, and then we'd decide if we had a crush on them!"
"Sounds weird."
"It was NOT!"
"How old were you when you used to do that?"
Now Aurora was tongue tied. For how could she tell her husband she'd started this game at the mere age of fifteen?
Taking a bite from her sandwich, Aurora looked away from Tesarius and busied herself in chewing so as to avoid answering him, but nothing could escpae her husbands penetrating gaze, especially when it came to her.
A smirk built on his face when he noticed how flushed her cheeks were, staring down at the market place from top of the Rovamerian hills that they were having their picnic on.
