"I will show you around, and I promise the meeting will be brief. Although...if you'd rather go to sleep, I can thoroughly sympathize. So...we can do the meet and greet in the morning. I think that would be better for everyone. The horses are being cared for in the stables, don't worry. The workers here are capable and Beautiful Day is in excellent hands," he said, glancing briefly over to her.
He squeezed her hand and guided her into the door and into the doorway. Her bags were brought along behind them, and as they entered up into the rooms, Mercuxio led the way, never once letting go of her hands in doing so.
"This is the guest wing. It'll do for now, but we'll move you into a master suite when you're more settled," he said softly, walking into the room with her, and tilting his head a little. The cold left color in her cheeks that was rather becoming. She wasn't ugly, not in the slightest, and he smiled sweetly, thanking the servant that brought her things up. Merric pressed her hands between his.
"Is there anything I can do for you to make you feel at home? Or do you have everything you need?" he asked, titling his head the other way and reaching up flick off a stray strand of hair.