The Dawn Poured into Me

The promise of him not forcing her to stay made her feel relieved. She was not the kind to be forcefully taken (unless it resolved in a good outcome). To have her independence taken from her was out of the question and one of the pet peeves the young Artenie had. The idea, however, of tapping Scorpion whenever she wanted, was like the cooked pig on a silver platter: delicious and enticing to boot.
Her eyes closed and she reached her head out to nuzzle his face. Breathing in his scent, she sighed and pulled back to meet his gaze again. Looking him up and down, she thought about his offer again as she asked, "What kind of life would I live if I chose to be in your kingdom?" For if she used the words, 'be under your rule,' she would despise the idea.






"Speech"