The second Professor Timothy (don't worry, he's not important) dismissed class, Celestia leaned back in her chair with a dramatic sigh, shoulders finally loosening. She turned toward me, her lashes low and lazy like she hadn't just spent an entire lecture pretending to listen while glaring at anyone who dared look my way.
"Finally," she muttered. Then, softer, to me, "Husband, you won't believe what happened to me earlier."
Before I could even ask, Marina pushed her chair back with a smirk. "Alright, I'm going to save myself before the two of you start spoon-feeding each other in front of me. My limit for public displays of 'married life' has been exceeded."
Celestia shot her a look. "Jealousy isn't cute on you, Marina."
Marina only chuckled, holding up her hands in surrender. "Enjoy your domestic bliss. I'll see you later, Kai." With that, she slipped away, leaving just the two of us—and Avery somewhere behind, though I hadn't noticed her yet.
