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“My Queen, I am so satisfied, I worry we might have our firstborn on the way much sooner than planned. I’m probably the one who needs to practice my patience if our love-making sessions are so great.”

He chuckled, and after a quick kiss, pulled her back to lay on his chest again, gently caressing her back. Cessilia smiled, a bit relieved. Indeed, this was getting much better each time... She closed her eyes, laying down on his chest, letting the sunlight and Ashen’s fingers gently caress her back. It was strange how long her body needed to get out of this numbness after sex, while some sensations lingered in all of her limbs.

“...Are you asleep?” he chuckled.

Cessilia opened her eyes. She hadn’t fallen asleep, but she had been quite close. She pouted, and lifted her head to put her chin on his torso, and stared at Ashen. She caressed his lips with her fingertips, which he kissed playfully, making her smile.

“Not yet,” she sighed, “but I love this place for sure... We should do this often from now on.”

“We will,” he promised. “I don’t think I can get enough of the sight of your skin under the sun.”

Cessilia blushed a bit. She also liked to see the contrast of their skins against one another. Her and her siblings had come in quite a few different skin shades, and she sure hoped it would be the same for her and Ashen’s children. She loved the idea of filling their world with more colors... She blushed a bit, thinking about how she could imagine herself with children already. She wasn’t sure she was fully ready right now, but she would definitely want a few children.

“...You haven’t answered me,” he suddenly muttered.

“What?”

“My proposal,” he said, almost pouting. “I haven’t heard your answer.”

“...Do you really need to hear it?” she smiled.

“Yes,” he said. “I want to engrave this moment in my mind and remind you of the decision you once made, after some passionate love-making with your future husband.”

Cessilia chuckled, and leaned over to kiss his lips, amused.

“Alright... It’s a yes, my King. I will marry you.”

The smile on Ashen’s lips immediately brightened. Cessilia smiled back, and caressed his torso some more with her fingertips.

“...You do know you should probably meet my parents again before that happens, right?” she pointed out.

Ashen’s smile melted.

“Come on,” Cessilia said. “It will be alright... I won’t ask for a big ceremony, I just want my family to be there.”

“As if they’d let you have anything less than a big ceremony,” he chuckled. “I can already hear your grandmother and aunts protesting. Oh no, my Queen, we will have a nice ceremony, I promise. Maybe not right away, but... in due time, we will have a beautiful wedding.”

“Alright, then,” she smiled.

Chapter 34

“...Ashen?”

She quietly walked into the room, looking for her fiancé. Of course he would be there. She saw his tall figure first from the back, as he was slowly rocking from one foot to the other. She smiled. The room was mostly dark, the only light coming from the moon which had risen early. He just glanced back and smiled, and Cessilia walked up to him, amused. He was completely absorbed by the little wonder in his arms. Standing next to him, she wrapped her arms around his waist and put her cheek against his shoulder to stare at the baby too.

“She is so beautiful,” he whispered. “Look at her. She’s so adorable when she sleeps...”

There was no end to all the ways he found to compliment their daughter. Cessilia loved the way he looked down on the baby, completely fascinated since the day she’d come into this world. It was as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world. The baby was just a couple of months old. Cessilia didn’t want to imagine what it would be like once she grew up... She would have the King ready to fulfill every single one of his dear daughter’s desires. She caressed the baby’s little head and put a gentle kiss on her forehead.

“She sleeps well,” she chuckled.

“Neridie is the most adorable baby,” smiled Ashen.

Cessilia chuckled and kissed her fiancé.

Neridie. That was the name they had finally decided on, a name her mother had influenced. She had offered to name the baby after Ashen’s mother, but he had refused. Eventually, they had agreed on a name derived from the old Rain Tribe’s language, a name that means daughter of the sea. Cessilia found it very befitting of their child. She glanced over to the baby crib, the one her uncle Darsan had made with his own hands. The furniture itself was a work of art, with beautifully crafted driftwood, nacre, and even a little mobile with shiny seashells, tiny dragon plushies, and flowers. In one corner of the crib, a baby dragon was also sleeping peacefully. Just like its owner, the young dragon was adorable. Didi was a unique light pink color, with tiny wings, a long body that was curled up, and silver eyes that shone like little gems, although they were presently closed. Cessilia gently caressed the baby dragon, who growled softly, and rolled onto its side.

“...Ashen, we are going to be late,” she whispered.

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