This is our make or break it

she easily accepted his ground rules but the fourth seemed to ruffle her proverbial feathers. Not the council part. But the having him guard her or having someone guard her. He let the emotions play on his face. Displeasure that she would oppose it. Displeasure that she wanted to have the hour break. His rumbles came to defy her on her defiance. This wasn't something he was willing to give on. "Its not hovering, a guard isn't something I will give on. Your life is important to Judalia and to me, I will not have you unsafe. I will guard you myself if your privacy is what your concerned with then I'll have you know I can work around that. It isn't that I distrust you its the fact that I never had the demon king under my fangs, he still knows life and I refuse to give him or his minions of evil the opportunity."

The massive man moved carefully as he spoke. Encroaching upon her space if she allowed. If he had to personally purchase a servant he could train he would. And he would ensure her safety above all else. He aimed to wrap a possessive but gentle paw around her and pull her into him. Eyes would be kept ahead of him as he aimed to tuck her head under his chin in the same movement. She may be just as tall but he had bulk from years of training. She would know safety in his arms if he had any say so in it.

Her fifth rule aligned with his own ideals and he gave a stiff nod of agreement. He gave a chuckle before he let her have his rumbling tones again. "You will definitely be the first to know my lady. Though be warned love is a fierce thing with me. If I love you it you will never forget nor doubt it. Do I love the little girl I grew up with? Yes, but I'm not fool hardy enough to think she is exactly as I remember her. We will take the next few seasons to relearn one another and how we fit together. Should I be unable to love the new Atreyu, you will be the first to know." He wanted her assured but also to know that he wasn't about to ever let her forget his love if he came to love the new Atreyu. Alot with him should scream ferocity in his mind. Cudros could not have bred a better specimen in his opinion of himself.

"Atreyu" || "Azriel"