“Near that pool, on the far southeast corner of the compound, there is a Neon Orchid. They bloom on two moon nights, which is tomorrow night. I really want to see it. Can we take a trip there tomorrow night?”
Two moons, a pool, a flowering rare flower, his stunning bride. Karvar cleared his throat. “We will have to wear breathers. Pollen’s always worse at night.”
Thank the star gods, or he’d do something stupid. She only married him to survive, after all.