This is our make or break it

She took his grunt to be acquiescence to her command, a smile touching her face. "It'll leave a mark whether treated or not." She knew his need for his scars, though she may not fully understand the reasons for it. He had always been very stubborn in that regard, though this time Atreyu knew that treating this wound would still result in a scar. Buffalo were known for leaving their mark, and Atreyu thought he was maybe equal parts brave and stupid to take one on. Azriel wouldn't have done so on his own though, she knew someone else had to have been with him. Returning her attention to the matter at hand, the spotted woman perked her black ears to hear every word he said.

What did it mean that he wanted to want to? How confusing. She could understand that he wanted to feel each other out better, that much was a given, but did he want to do so as friends or did he want to know her as betrothed? His next words answered her question as if he could read her mind. If they were to proceed he had a few rules for them. Well, she had her own rules. They had come to an agreement at last then, "I have a few rules myself, then." She stated the words calmly, but her voice did waver with nerves. She would have to work on that if she was going to be a great queen, her mother and father's voice never shook when they spoke. She did wish to proceed with him as future man and wife, though the thought was still foreign to her. She almost laughed when she remembered how bad of an idea she had once thought it was.

Maybe it was what they had been through, Azriel had survived with her and her siblings, maybe there was a reason for it. The gods and ancestors must have wanted them to be together always, and so they would be. Atreyu would do this the right way though, no matter what. What teenage girl didn't dream of having a wedding? Atreyu smiled reassuringly, inching just a bit closer to him for security reasons. The only thing she would ever truly demand from him would be affection. She did want children, but that felt like it was ages away. Right now, she had a kingdom to build, and she was hoping that Azriel would be the one to help her build it back.

"Atreyu" || "Azriel"