I do recall that it’s the lady that makes the house, and not the other way around.

[ If a certain ultra-rich merchant leader from back home is any indication…

But soon enough they arrive at his humble home. It’s a small and cozy enough place, though the way that room exhales the scent of the bitter herbs growing in pots, drying in pans and racks, or hanging from the ceiling might take her by surprise.

There’s even a lovely view of a terraced field full of lilies on that holographic panel to one side of the wall. A small reminder of home. ]

So allow me to show you the hospitality befitting of one.

[ He’s gonna make her some damn good tea, but that might also be subjective because what is using cream and sugar??? ]