I gulped and opened and then closed my mouth again. What was I to say to that?
"Y-You.." I gulped again. Why did my throat feel so dry?
"?" he nodded, "what about it?" The mirth and mischievousness in his eyes made angry as if anything.
Shaking my head at him, I glared at him. "What is wrong with you?"
’I am completely serious, Genevive," he replied. "You know it, I have always wanted you and I have never said that fact. Since you have offered to give whatever I want, I have accepted it and nad the price. You."
"I—" what was I supposed to say that? That I did not expect him to choose ? A human, a person?
"You cannot just choose soone, especially . I asked you to na a thing—"
He cut off with a pointed look on his face, "when you say anything, it ans anything and rember, I questioned you about it first."
He did ask about that and I did say that he could demand anything for . That was enough for everything.
The sudden exhaustion I felt regarding the situation wore down. The execution was still going to happen unless I agreed to his demand which was to give myself to him. That was sothing I could not understand.
"What do you an, Tristan?" I asked him gently, wanting to know the answer without making him angry.
"What are you going to do with if I say yes?"
The mysteriousness in his eyes went away and he looked deadly serious. " I want to do everything I can do to own you. I want to marry you, I want to fuck you and sure as hell, want to mark you with my children."
I blinked.
I blinked again.
"Fu..u.." What was that? What did he say?
He frowned. "Fuck?" he completed for but then his eyes narrowed befor they widened all in a second pr two, "You are aware of what that is, yes?"
I gave him a small shake of the head before repeating The action much more firmly.
He stared at , reading to know whether I was telling him the truth or not and in reality, I was telling him the truth. I did not know what that word ant.
"Alright," he nodded, " I will tell you what it ans in a way you will understand."
"Go ahead."
"It ans the consummation of the wedding."
"Ah," so that is what it ant—
I gasped, outraged by what he had just told . "Tristan! How dare you talk to like that! That is not sothing you ntion to anyone. Much less a woman, that is not proper or appropriate or..or anything!"
I could feel how hot my face grew and am sure that he could see it too. My entire body felt like it was on fire with the humiliation I felt.
"I’m not going to lie about my intentions for you, Genevieve. I have waited long enough and I refuse to do it any longer since you have already offered to take anything I want from you."
He smiled, filled with mischievousness. " And since you know what I an and want from you, I suppose we should co back to the topic at hand, yes?"
My eyes grew wide if they possibly could. "No! There is not going to be any toppings on this matter. You must refrain from talking about this!"
How could he talk about sothing that must remain behind closed doors so freely?
Tristan tilted his head and stared at with amusent that I would rather not have him feel. "Is that what they teach you? It is the feeling of love, my lady. Why would you ever try to hide it?"
Probably the fact that it is also one of the most intimate acts a human could carry out without clothes? Decency was important.
"Just.. don’t." I Lowered my eyes. "I would be grateful if you stop talking about it."
He sighed heavily which I found quite or because he was soone who did not breathe.
"I am not going to hide what I want from you. You should make efforts to get used to the fact that you are going to live with us now and acts of love or not hidden. They are encouraged."
I gulped and lowered my head to the side so that he would not see the blush forming.
I felt his fingers underneath my chin, lifting it and making stare into his eyes. Sotis the red appeared to be beautiful.
His smirk vanished and the expression of sincerity took over. " You Are my beloved. Nothing is going to change that and nothing is going to co in between us now. You love and you have told that ti in again, if not then your actions have told that. You feel guilty of what you did to but you will not admit it as long as those people or in the line to be executed."
"stop the execution then." I said, staring into his eyes and being unable to look away. "Please, stop the execution Tristan." I begged, the sensation of tears filling my eyes again as I thought of the poor souls that had families depending on them for their inco.
He glanced at my lips before looking into my eyes. "Then I want you to do one thing for ."
"What?"
"I want you to kiss with all the love you have inside for . Your love and nothing coming in between us, no ill feelings, no hate, no fear. Just your love and mind."
His eyes searched my face for an answer, "tell , can you do it?"
Could I do it? I had dreamt of doing the sa so many tis.
So, I choose to not answer him verbally. Instead, standing on my toes to gain so height, I answered him with my lips on his, with action.
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