Meg sighed happily when they parted - she had missed that heat between them, more than she even realized. Lust had been put on the proverbial back burner during their recovery, but seeing that he was completely healed gave a girl all kinds of ideas for later.

She didn't know about Daphne, but she did know this was clearly a weird temporary castle thing. Still, it was cute as hell and did all kinds of things to her with this internal roller coaster of human emotions. She could tell he was a bit more conflicted than she was, but she was generally a lot more carefree, so that wasn't all that much of a surprise.

"Obviously it's the castle messing with things, but that doesn't mean it won't be kinda fun to play house for however long." She tried to sound nonchalant, but she couldn't really hide the excitement in her voice. She was too jaded to assume anything was permanent or that he wouldn't be ripped from her eventually, but that would never stop her from enjoying each moment with him to the fullest. The idea of being his doting wife really wasn't too much of a stretch for her at this point; even though marriage was a human construct that she didn't really care about, her loyalty to him probably rivaled that of most married women on earth, in her own way.