"They can carry yer purchases to the door. So long as ye keep tipping them like that, I think ye'll be fine." He gave her a smile before brown eyes glanced over the multitude of items that she purchased. He leaned over toward one, tugging the bag open to see it full of purses. He then moved to look at another bag, seeing yet another one full of purses. "Ah, Raye, how many purses do ye need? I know that we can afford it, but for how long? And then people are going to ask what I do and what ye do for jobs... I don't really want people to know I killed for a living." There was just a slight frown as he looked back to her. He truly wasn't upset with her spending money, but the questions it would bring about both of them and where the money came from.


Blink. Blink. She had the most dumbfounded look upon her face as he asked her about purses and money. She drew a light breath and set her features before beginning to speak to him in a tone of voice that was very soft and slow to show she was trying to be exceedingly patient with him. "Sugarlips, I need nearly as many purses as I have outfits. I don't want to use the same one numerous times. As it is, I am greatly doing without an adequate number of purses but I am making due."

If he had any remembrance of moving her clothes and had paid attention to her purchases, he would know she was far from having her goal number of purses. "I am not in the slightest bit concerned about money running out. I have more than enough to run an entire kingdom, let alone fuel my small shopping trips. Just because you do not see the money does not mean it isn't in existence. It is not in merely one location." She arched a brow at him and reached up to draw him into a kiss that was an attempt to hide the activity of her other hand that was reaching behind her and pushing the jewelry bags a little further away from them so he wouldn't notice them. Or so she could hope.

That height was good for seeing things that would otherwise be hidden, although he wasn't about to deny either of them the kiss that he was drawn into. Though he did reach behind her, fingers running down the length of her arm to her wrist to indicate he was well aware of the action of that hand. Hair falling into his face as he pulled back, giving a smile.. her kisses always made him smile, no matter what his mood or frame of mind. "Raye, it isn't about it running out... it's about people questioning where it comes from. Does anyone know yer royalty? Does anyone know I made a living from a lifetime of taking lives? If we keep spending money, questions will lead to these answers."


Uh-oh busted! She did what anyone caught in that situation would do, she drew away from the kiss and pouted. Oh yes, it was a tactic that normally could bring around great results.

Her whole demeanor changed and cooled noticeably as he spoke of her birthright. "I do not have this money because I am the heir...I have this money because I took what was mine in blood money. I put a price on the lives Lialin stole from me and I ensured he would not have my kingdom's money to further his cause, which was to hunt me down after subjugating my people. There is more money than could ever be spent but it will never be enough to cover the cost of what I lost. So, if I want to fill that void with diamonds and purses and shoes, what business is it of anyone else?" She knew he hadn't brought this up to hurt her and he wasn't implying anything about the money but it was a festering wound, none-the-less. "Besides, I earned some of what wealth I possess by means other than stealing or harming others. Not a majority of it, of course, but some of it was honest pay." Maybe not really honest but it was pay.

She bent over and removed the white heels, tossing them aside before unfastening the garter and sliding her hose down each leg. She continued speaking as she did this, "What is it that you are suggesting, Jonothon? That I do not spend the money that is mine to spend for fear that someone will ask questions? Since when do you even care what others think? You have lived this life for so long, as have I, what has changed?" Oh, and she wiggled her right hand in his direction to remind him of his purchase of the nine carat diamond engagement ring. No one would notice that, right?

He didn't mean to be so rough in pulling her back in, so his hand was released as he gently rubbed her shoulder, leaning to place a kiss on her bare skin as an apology. "I promise ye nothing like that will happen again. If he keep running and deny yerself happiness, then ye'll be haunted forever. I love ye and if ye want to leave, then we'll leave. But I think we're safer here." His eyes found her jade hues, looking between the two as she stared at him. "Just not live so... luxuriously. We have all we need here, now. And I don't want to stop ye from shopping or anything, but we just have to cut back a little. Maybe each of us would need a job, and what we earn there we can use as spending money. But we're safe here, so long as we aren't flaunting who each of us are."


It had been her own momentum that had caused the pulling of that shoulder than him tugging her back. Still, she accepted the kiss and massage of her shoulder as she listened. "I trust you, Jono...but...he always finds me. If we run, we can keep our friends safe and he can't take you from me."

She was certain, after all, that something was going to ruin this happiness she had only just found. She had finally reconciled herself...no, that isn't right. She had finally willingly embraced the idea of being married to him, so she was absolutely certain something would now happen to ruin it. She just hadn't thought of Lialin. She would have, no doubt about it, as the black hearted elf was never far from her mind whether awake or as the star of her nightmares.

But what was this? Was Jono suggesting they...get jobs...like normal people. Settle down, get married, have jobs and kids and they had even talked about a pet. Almond shaped eyes widened even further beneath thick onyx lashes. "Oh gods...it has happened. We are chaining one another down into a life drowning in ordinary!" Though, there was really nothing ordinary about either of their lives let alone their collective one.

That made him blink, then he laughed. Giving a small shake of his head and grinning wide at her. "We aren't chaining each other down, love. We're putting on an appearance of ordinary. Both ye and I know that isn't the case, and at any time we can go or do whatever we want. I don't want ye to feel chained to me, Raye. But seeing as the fact is that both of us sort of caused a... scene at that bar last week, we don't want suspicions cast our way."

"But..but...the pet and the kid...getting married....jobs." She was about to begin a full fledged rant when he soothed her a little with the words "appearance of ordinary." Now that, she could accept. As well as recalling what they had done at the bar. "You are right...we do need to lay low and try to act normal."

She took a deep breath and nodded lightly before pressing her forehead to his chest and encircling his waist with her arms, clasping her hands behind his back. "I don't feel chained, my love. I feel blessed, though I have done nothing to deserve a blessing such as you."

Lifting her head, she gave him a small hint of a smile. "Shall we get dressed and go out and try to act like normal people? Perhaps apply for a job." Oh yes, her nose was indeed crinkled up in distaste at that idea!