"Love connections stretch through eternity. If intimacy has happened at least once, the partner's energy will remain forever in deep memory and will call him to meet in a new life," Rohen explained. "Tarmio died at the hands of Adivaris then in the battle for you. He challenged him to a duel himself and would do the same now. This guy has always been hot-headed, is not afraid of death because of his continuous memory, and often dies young because he is eager to get into the thick of it. I decided to distract him and calm his temper with the help of Zarmina. Nothing can surprise her anymore, but here is such a crazy specimen that will thoroughly shake up the princess's stagnant life. She would never have chosen him willingly, and he would have lost the competition due to his ardor, but I intervened for their luck."
"Have you been discussing Tarmio with her for so long? Didn't she like him?"
"Oh, I have an issue with her, she demands a date with me in exchange for agreeing with my choice."
"Fell in love with you," Luanlia giggled, patting his cheek affectionately.
"In fact, she only needs my power. She has been stalking me for a long time, as if she has no other choice among men."
Rohen began to kiss Luanlia tenderly.
"You're the only one who doesn't ask me for anything, you're selfless. Therefore, I myself will give you all the best."
***
Tarmio, obsessed with passion for the princess, did not give in to any persuasion to leave her alone.
"I'm tired, is it really not clear? Come tomorrow!" Zarmina tried to push the annoying boyfriend out of her bedroom.
"I can't wait until tomorrow!"
Her chosen one was indignant, tightly wrapping his strong arms around the capricious princess. "Don't you want to obey our Lord? He will check how you follow his instructions."
"Rohen doesn't punish anyone and won't do anything to me," Zarmina laughed in response. "He is my friend and patron. I just don't understand why he chose you. I don't like you at all."
She desperately tried to escape from Tarmio's hot embrace.
"Why don't you like me? We are all practically the same."
"That's it! My eyes wouldn't see you!" Zarmina shouted. "I want to take a break from you all. Three months would be enough for you to fight your battles there."
"It's clear! You are just like everyone else! You hate men too!"
Tarmio released her from his arms and walked into the living room, sitting down in a cheeky pose on the sofa.
"What do you allow yourself? I have not yet agreed to communicate with you and perhaps I will refuse completely. Don't settle here! Leave my tower immediately."
Tarmio mockingly blurted out:
"I know who you dream about, you want to get his grants. Only you won't outwit him! You can't fool Rohen that easily. He sees right through everyone. And he is always on our side!"
"None of your business! I love whoever I want!" Zarmina freaked out loudly.
She sank to the floor and cried, covering her face with her hands.
"I don't understand why you're so obsessed with Rohen? Such Lord has the right to choose women for himself."
"Don't you see how handsome and powerful he is? He said that he didn't need anyone except his wife!" The princess continued to sob. "And then he showed up with the lady of his heart! How did she manage to seduce him? How is she better? Inexperienced simple girl!"
"Oh, what kind of hysteria? She is really pretty and loves men. You don't even know what kind of lover Rohen is. He is transcendent through and through and you won't see much passion from him."
"Where do such assumptions come from?" Zarmina exclaimed indignantly.
"It's not difficult for me to read the information; I'm a clairvoyant and can tell in detail what happened between them. This cannot be called intimacy in the usual sense for you."
Zarmina stopped crying and stared at the relaxed Tarmio.
"And then what?"
"This is a type of love meditation in which a woman's energy is adjusted for a happy life among the syrinxes. There is no place for passion. You will become bored and fall asleep from his leisurely caresses. He himself said that you won't like it."
"Did you hear our entire conversation?"
Tarmio chuckled smugly and said matter-of-factly:
"I understand why princesses avoid the sons of Archons. We cannot be manipulated. Any mind is at our fingertips. It's in vain that you don't want love with me, I know all your weaknesses and preferences..."
"So you will manipulate me?" Zarmina asked caustically.
Tarmio jumped up sharply and sat down next to her, glaring into her eyes with his hot gaze.
"I only need your sweet energy, not endless gossip. Enough talking!"
He threw the confused Zarmina onto her back, spreading her large wings across the floor, and brought down all his frantic passion on her. It seemed crazy to her to submit to the swift and brazen pressure of the young vampire, but she caught herself thinking that for some reason she liked such shameless courtship, which stretched out for the rest of the day. His violent ardor in intimacy aroused in her some new feelings that were dormant in the depths of her soul, and she completely surrendered to this madness. It was as if a wild flame was raging in his veins, bursting out and capturing her completely. In all her centuries of relationships with men, she had never encountered such burning passion.
Zarmina admitted to herself that Rohen was right - Tarmio surprised her, and when he woke up the next morning, smiling contentedly that she did not drive him out of bed.