Bella leans on the door of the kitchen and watches it behave itself for Sherlock. "It smells good," she observes.
"I'm going to be going along on a delegation to have a second look at that wizard colony," Bella says. "As a sort of prelude to politics lessons."
"I do too. Anyway, now I have two new lenses on my spectacles to have a better look at the magic around the place. Tony helped with one, saved me at least a week of wrestling with dwarf magic."
Bella grins and returns the favor in a quick peck, but doesn't attempt to further distract her intended with physical affection. This time.
Bella supervises hungrily. When dinner's ready, she follows Sherlock to the dining room.
Between dinner and desert, Bella ventures to say: "Your Majesty, I was able to get some divinations out of the wizard staff and put them into a lens, and Tony was able to help me finish a dwarven lens as well, so I'm a bit ahead of schedule. After I finish my new pair of moccasins, probably tomorrow midday, I was wondering if there was any chance I could have a look at the sword?"
"With the spectacles I can see a lot of details about magic things," Bella explains. "I just want to look at it and take notes, I know perfectly well I can't touch it now."
"Actually, the original reason I left home was to have a look at the Skyvault. There was no question of anybody marrying me till a bit later," Bella says conversationally with a smile at Tony.