Gone were the days where merchants wives could live idly within the walls of their own homes. Even had her husband not had hopes as high as his ambition, the experience she had earned in her apprenticeship before her marriage was put to good use in her duties in support of her husband's business. It was, in all honesty, something of a godsend to be able to escape the reminder of what duty she did not have to attend to in her home.
The need to use both their time and skills allowed her a freedom away from her husband's supervision. One that had taught her the very familiarity with Paris Athos needed her help with.
She looked over him in all his ragged, hungover glory and knew that she would've known he was in need of her husband's business even had she not spent so many hours pricking her fingertips with needles and haggling over the price of cloth. "I'm sure my husband would appreciate that," she said instead, choosing to be a touch diplomatic where she had openly scolded him before. Then, after a moment, added, "Now finish your food, you look half starved. I can't have you collapsing on me before I so much as collect my things."
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Date: 2015-05-04 08:21 am (UTC)The need to use both their time and skills allowed her a freedom away from her husband's supervision. One that had taught her the very familiarity with Paris Athos needed her help with.
She looked over him in all his ragged, hungover glory and knew that she would've known he was in need of her husband's business even had she not spent so many hours pricking her fingertips with needles and haggling over the price of cloth. "I'm sure my husband would appreciate that," she said instead, choosing to be a touch diplomatic where she had openly scolded him before. Then, after a moment, added, "Now finish your food, you look half starved. I can't have you collapsing on me before I so much as collect my things."