Marcus turned his head abruptly, looking up at her, unsure at first of who had their hand on his shoulder. He should have known it was Alexandria by her gentle touch, but he was in an unfamiliar situation that had him on edge. He pushed the chair next to him out for her to sit in and he nodded.
"I think so," he said, unable to pull her eyes away from her for a moment. She still looked beautiful, even dressed down. He tore his eyes away when a woman who was balancing some drinks on a tray came by.
"You need anything to eat?" she asked them. "Got a nice stew cooking."
They agreed and she disappeared to do her job and Marcus returned his eyes to the map again, mostly so that he wouldn't continue to look at Alexandria. When she returned with the food, she notice the paper in front of him.
"Looking for work?" she asked. "Everyone is looking for work these days."
Marcus looked up at her and felt the lie come to him easily. He nodded. "We just married and were hoping to find something north of here."
She leaned over their map. "You could hop between these towns here and here. There's some good farming villages up here. But not much else."
"That's perfect. Thank you," Marcus said and folded up the map, offering her a smile before they began to eat. At least now they knew where they were headed. And perhaps finding work wouldn't be such a bad thing after all.
That evening when they headed back up to their room, Marcus put her old dress into their pack, not wanting anyone to track them by the trail they left behind.
"We should get some rest," he said, gesturing to the bed. He felt awkward. He had just called her his wife downstairs and yet here he was, feeling strange about their one-bed predicament.