"I'm glad I made you happy, my sweet," Tarmio grabbed her into his arms.
"You were so stubborn, I had to take you by storm. Understand how unbearable it is for me to tolerate that you will harass me with endless refusals. You see what my nature is, I need everything at once and now. And you didn't expect what bliss I could give you."
"Yes, you are very hot! What if I had been able to kick you out yesterday, what would you do so horned?" Zarmina asked.
"I would fight with someone to let out the burning me fire," Tarmio laughed heartily. "Kidding! No one will fight with me, everyone knows that I am a psycho!"
"You are very similar to your father, only more madness," the princess complimented him.
"Have you met him?"
"All of us were with the Rulers," Zarmina frowned. "I don't like anyone, but there's no escape. They say that Lamronius has changed in character and his height has decreased. If so, then he can still be tolerated, but the rest would not be seen by the eyes. That's why we have this attitude towards their offspring."
"Tremiroiz didn't raise me, he doesn't care what happens to me, he's never interested in my life," Tarmio leaned back, closing his eyes. "I feel good with you, Zarmina, I always missed affection and warmth. Don't drive me away, I want a little cozy family life, which I never had, to wake up every morning next to you and stroke your tummy, to wait for the baby to appear."
He turned to her with a languid gaze, caressing her with tenderness.
Zarmina was not at all ready for such requests. She always tried to get rid of her partners after conception and no one even tried to impose a warm relationship on her, feeling her coldness and alienation.
"I usually don't allow to live with me, and if you bother me too much, I'll kick you out," Zarmina answered harshly. "It all depends on your behavior."
Tarmio continued to surprise her, transforming from an unbridled beast into a sensitive and caring creature. He sat behind her and began to patiently fiddle with her silver hair, smoothing it and styling it like a close friend.
"Let's fly together at sunset, dance on the domes of the towers, I've long dreamed of romance under the bright stars with a girl. Sing me a love song in your wonderful voice,"- Tarmio said calmly.
"How do you know how I sing?" Zarmina was surprised.
"Everyone knows about your gift, but you invite few persons to your parties, and all my friends dream of listening to you live, so I have to use clairaudience to enjoy the sound of your singing."
"What other gifts do you have? You can eavesdrop and spy without any problems. This way you can stay home and live someone else's life."
"A lot of everything! If you communicate with me more, you will see how gifted I am. Over thousands of years, I remember a lot of things, ask me what is interesting to know," Tarmio boasted.
His friendly attitude charmed Zarmina; it was noticeable how he was trying to get closer to her. He constantly surprised her romantically with magic shows, despite the fact that it was difficult to amuse her.
At one of the parties to which he lured her, he managed to persuade Zarmina to sing several songs for his close friends, which caused great delight and adoration from the listeners. She admitted to herself that the incredible charisma and hot temperament of the imposed chosen one attracted her.
***
A pleasant life next to the pacifying Rohen plunged Luanlia into unspeakable bliss. She didn't count the days, but quite a long time had passed since she settled in Azaren palace. It was quite surprising that Adivaris never visited her, perhaps because of her love for the Lord. But one day Kamily appeared, looked at Luanlia knowingly and said a hint to her husband:
"Finally, you decided to do it!"
"What?" He grinned.
"Experience new sensations, so to speak."
Rohen laughed lightly.
"Just so you know, this is not at all for the sake of new experiences."
He glanced at Luanlia, filled with tenderness.
"Well, you don't have to make excuses, you need to have fun somehow, the main thing is that you are happy. Glad for you!"- Kamily sympathetically patted her husband on the shoulder. "Has your appearance changed? Very impressive!"
"You just rarely come to me, so it seems to you that I have become different."
"I got it!" Kamily whispered. "Young mistress! It's not a sin to touch up something on your face. You look like Lariel now, mind-blowing."
"Do you like new look?"
"Very! How can I not fall in love with you again?" Kamily leaned down to kiss Rohen on the lips.
His eyes lit up and, grabbing his wife's hand, he disappeared with her.