“…I am your husband, of course." He stated quietly. “Who else has the right to remove your clothing.”

She…closed her eyes, relief flooding her entire system. “Well, you might have said as much from the beginning!” she breathed out a shaky breath, her hand coming gracefully to her chest bone. “I was thinking dreadful thoughts.”

She gathered her wits, beginning anew. “W-What happened to me? How long have I been…”

“I found you on the beach. I assumed you took a spill. The cliffs are treacherous in spots.”

“Oh dear.” She tried a small laugh which fell flat. “How stupid of me.”

“I thought so.”

She scowled crossly at the man. “A little sympathy would not be unwelcomed." It was scolded.