(From Detrius's Perspective)
Last night was the best night of my life. Even though the first ti, I had to hold back a lot, it was not the case after that. She was exhausted, but we needed to keep going. It was important so the marking process could be fulfilled. And more importantly, I enjoyed it more than anything else. If possible, I could go for two more rounds.
But after sunrise, I let her rest. She looked like she had gotten out of a volcano.
Tonight as always, it took a while to finish all the work. I wanted to go back as quickly as possible, but then the thought hit . Last night, it was a must to mate. But what if she did not want to do it? What if she did that just out of responsibility?
Holding myself back after last night was going to be hard. But if I wanted her heart to be mine, I needed to be patient.
I returned to our room very late. But she was still awake. Perhaps she was waiting for to return. The food was placed on the table and she was talking to her maid with a smiling face. It was late. She had been waiting for all this ti?
She must be hungry. But the look on her face did not show that at all. Perhaps she was good at hiding her true feelings better than anyone else.
"Why didn't you just eat?" I asked.
"Oh, you've returned," she smiled.
"I will take my leave then, Your Highness," the maid bowed. It was the sa maid who disobeyed and told my wife about the ceremony. That was the reason I had made her my wife's personal maid. It was clear that she would do anything to help my wife. That was what Blue needed in the palace, soone who she could rely on beside .
"You haven't eaten."
"Oh, I wasn't that much hungry. And besides, I was waiting for you," she said.
"You didn't have to."
"Why not? It's no fun to eat alone."
"You could have chatted with the maid," I said.
"I'm talking about you. Would it feel any good if you ate alone?"
"I'm used to it," I shrugged.
"Or do you not like to eat with ?" she asked.
"How can I not like to spend ti with my dear wife? I'm just saying this cause you don't need to stay hungry because of . Werewolves are stronger than humans. I can go days without eating, but if you don't eat in ti, it might be bad for your health," I said.
She pouted. "I want to eat with you and that's all."
"If that's what my wife wants," I gave up.
It was always fun to argue with her about little things, especially because her reasoning and thinking face was adorable. It was even more fun to tease her. But it was only for . I could stand at all when soone else tried to talk to her like that.
I would prefer changing my outfit, but looking at my dear wife made change my mind. It was clear that she was hungry. This silly girl...
"Are the food here to your liking?" I asked as I watched her eating her steak. She looked cute, especially because she took too little food in her mouth as if she was feeding a bird.
"Hmm... it's good," she said with her mouth full. Even the little food she took in her mouth seed to be too much for her to chew. "Why aren't you eating? Don't you like it?"
"I was just watching you."
"Eh? Why?"
"Choose one- cheesy or normal," I said.
"What? Why..."
"Just choose one, my wife."
"Alright- normal then," she said. She looked confused with her eyes getting bigger than normal, though she did not stop chewing on her food.
"You look adorable. I just can't stop watching you."
"Are you making fun of ? You're being cheesy right now, do you know that?"
"You chose normal, so I told the truth only. I didn't try to be a hopeless poet," I said.
"If that's normal, then I wonder what cheesy might be..."
"Your face shines brighter than the moon. Your eyes shine so brightly that my heart flatters. I feel like I can see the doorway of heaven just by looking so deep into your eyes. It's like the brightness that nothing can describe..."
"Stop," she said calmly. It was more like she could not show any more expression due to the sudden change of atmosphere.
"The beauty of your heart reflects on your eyes..."
"Pfft... hahaha... Oh my goodness!"
"Glad you're enjoying it," I chuckled. "I will keep in mind to be cheesy."
"Oh lord, stop! Hahahaha... I can't... I tried not to laugh, I swear I tried. You're just...," she said through her continuous wheezing. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and then opened them as if she was going to face sothing that took all her strength.
"Alright. So, listen, Detrius- if you want your wife to live and not die due to embarrassnt, you need to keep your tongue at bay. Because too many cheesy words are heinous for the heart of your new wife and since her heart is quite weak, it would not be good to stress her out. She might die while wheezing."
The way she laughed freely, for so reason, I wanted to keep that mont in my heart. If I needed to bring her the most precious thing in the world, I would if only she would always laugh like this.
"Why are you looking at like that now?" she asked after calming down. She had been laughing for quite a while now. Her face was all red because of that.
"It's the second ti you laughed freely in front of ," I said.
She blushed and focused on eating, at least she tried so. Perhaps I had teased her way too much. I pretended to focus on eating as well though I was more interested in tracking her secret glances towards .
"Detrius..."
"Isn't it hard to call Detrius?"
"Why would it be hard?"
"Hard or not, I prefer sothing else," I said.
"Hey, you don't expect to call you anything cheesy, do you?" she asked suspiciously.
'What else should I call him? I can't just call him 'baby', 'honey', 'darling'... eek! Detrius... I can call him Detrius only.'
"Your imagination is praise-worthy, my wife. Well, you know what to call . You have already called that before. Even last night when we were doing it, you moaned my na. That's the na that I prefer," I said while observing her face getting redder and redder.
"Dem... Do you want to call you Dem?" she asked in a low tone.
I smiled at her and she knew the answer herself. It never failed to startle that how much I could laugh freely around her. She was like the ho I never had- a ho that was impossible to leave, a ho that provided the comfort that even all the wealth could not buy.
After the dinner, the maids cleaned the place up. She looked all flushed for so reason. Truth be told, I knew the reason. But as I promised myself earlier, I would not do it until she made it clear that she wanted it as well.
"My wife, I have sothing for you," I said.
"What is it?" she asked.
"It's your birthday gift. It took so ti to make it. That lazy Luc... I should have beaten him up. I didn't have much ti to deal with his ass, or I would have shown him the way to hell," I said, gritting my teeth. "Anyway, sorry for being late, my wife.
But I'm sure you'll like the gift."
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