"How are the newlyweds?" Maks teased Bernard. That day Maks took Bernard for a drink at the bar, to unwind from work.

"Not very good, sir," Bernard said, looking resigned.

"Is he still too cocky?"

"Sort of, sir."

Maks patted Bernard on the shoulder. "I'm really grateful to you. You saved my marriage to Siena. By marrying Bianca, you can even keep an eye on her movements."

Bernard smiled. "I married her because I really liked her, sir."

Maks raised both eyebrows. "Oh, good, Bernard. Make Bianca fall in love with you. You can do it."

Bernard laughed. He took a sip from his whiskey glass and poured another.

Bernard was tired that day. Bianca always annoyed him with trivial things. But, he tried to be patient. Bianca's words always seemed to put him down. But, Bernard also tried not to take it to heart. Because, he liked Bianca. She was beautiful, albeit haughty.

Ah--the story of his love from the tribe never went smoothly.

And in the evening, as usual, before dinner, Bernard alw