Ginny plastered a smile on her face throughout the entire day. She hates how cheap everything was, regardless of the compliments of others. She nibbled on the heavy food, not wanting the bloated feeling of a full stomach, just in case Thorfinn changed his mind about not having sex. She knew he was just being dramatic and pouting because she won. She would just have to console herself with lovely things. At 10 o'clock he collected her and transported her to their new home. "Your bedroom," he pointed to a door. He entered his room without giving her a backward glance. She sighed, he could have his little wobbly, she was Mrs. Rowle now.