Grimm stood in the dark hallway with the scarlet flame providing light within the place, everyone else was in their rooms while he and his lover had a quiet conversation. She looked like him but instead of the black and red colors she wore black and dark purple and her eyes were yellow. She was a little shorter then him, her face was filled with a slight nervousness since she didn't work with the troupe but simply worked at a small store nearby in the town of dirtmouth.

She wasn't fond of the idea of her husband travelling around the kingdom doing performances and "dances" finding them dangerous and sometimes ludicrous... her yellow eyes glowed slightly with concern in the gentle scarlet lighting as he simply stared back down at her sternly. He was fine! 

He wouldn't be hurt or killed anytime soon as he was of course concerned about his own life. Danger where she worked was extremely rare and only happened once. However she hadn't been present during the encounter as she was at their honey moon at the pale king's palace with Grimm.

The bank she worked at was filled with geo with many people coming day and night, during one shift Grimm had decided to come to the far end of dirtmouth to see how she was, once he walked in he saw her fast asleep behind a transparent substance like glass with a bit of geo in front of her. Her eyes slowly opened before being startled by her husband standing quietly in front of her. 

He put a small bag of geo on the table before leaving.Her gentle yellow eyes watched as he left with a feeling of warmness spread throughout her body. Hm... they had to go home and rest as husband and wife... right?  She was happy... but what were the consequences of marrying someone that wished to die in order to keep a troupe going...