Love (3)

Travis sat at the head of the table reading another paper that for some reason had to put Rafael's name on it. He didn't see why each morning the town printed stories of Rafael's return when he had been back for some days now, but he did enjoy everyone hearing about his nephew.

The more they talked about Rafael, the more his name would be spoken of because Rafael would be under his wing in the future.

"Good morning Lord Travis-"

"Just Travis will do," Travis corrected the young woman who was meant to solve everything for him. "We will be family in the future so you are free to not use the title. Sit."

Siena Caldwell, the woman Travis selected to be Rafael's wife, walked to the head of the table where Travis sat and waited for a maid to pull out the chair for her. "You have a lovely home, Travis. Thank you for opening your doors to me."