At Hindman Manor
The morning after the party was one of pleasant happiness and joy as Jayra lazed around right beside her wedded husband. From what she could recall, the festivities went further and further into the night, with herself drinking more and more than what she'd normally have to the point that she just lost recollection of what came after. Still, if her being naked beside an equally naked Bartos was any indication, then her past self had probably thoroughly enjoyed herself.
Somehow, she found the thought of that kind of upsetting.
"Jayra?"
"Ah!"
The newlywedded wife almost jumped from the bed as she yelped out her surprise. Instinctively, she covered herself with what few bedsheets she had on hand, her eyes still managing to linger on her husband's chiseled torso despite the full mast that he was pitching between his legs.
