Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure-Chapter 63 - LXIII
Quiet glares commenced to settle, and Ewelina was aware that her words if said wrongly could cause trouble. At this moment, the men were just reticent to answer, surveying the woman with instinctive caution and deciding on whether act upon their displeasure or wait for her to say more.
"... Are you belittling us? Veneer female?"
"It is the opposite." — Answering the one man that stepped forward in calm fierceness, she gracefully returned his gaze, speaking softly. Seemingly unbothered yet truly fearful inside. — "I am ecstatic to have come to learn of these corners of the Kingdom. And I am aware that Sortnafeigr’s inhabitants are unlike those across the Hœttr Hills... That is why I say: I am hopeful that this messy scene I was shown, is simply one little thing I can forget once learning your whole."
"... This is how we are, Veneer Female. We’re not like those to the north. You can’t compare us with those weaklings."
"Of course, you aren’t. I know that very well... Let me tell you what I think... May I, Husband of mine?" — Turning to look at her Mate, the needed permission to express an opinion was asked.
Aslak could see in her determined gaze the nervousness, yet he continued to smirk, pleased by how his Wife was expressing herself before many menacing men.
"You don’t need to ask, woman. Teach some reason to these brutes. They’ve been needing it."
The nice response of their leader to the woman made the men stiffen their guard, this time more doubtful of what she was to say after learning Aslak was supportive of the woman.
"... Blessed the Earth, Husband." — Shyly, she thanked, turning reassured to watch the chary savages. — "Those to the north... Lack the honourable pride you Sortnerers possess. It is a different kind of pride they value, one that comes with riches. Meanwhile, I can see it is strength what is a source of honour between you... And it is much more to my liking than what they praise where I am from."
A sincere smile came to lift her corners once this truth was told. Unconsciously.
Wholeheartedly, her thoughts were told to the men, whom to her youthful innocence at that moment felt praised to hear such a thing from the frail Ewelina.
"However."
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"Strength is more powerful with controlled reasoning." — The glint of her gaze changed to a fierce one, summoning everyone’s attention to heighten. — "Sortnafeigr’s people... I want to believe I was not wrong when thinking they are as dangerous as their Lands and beasts, yet as wise and clever to survive within it."
"... Hah." — Laughing to himself, Aslak raised his chin in pride at the strangely tall figure of his small wife. Smiling with dazed delight by her words that had kept the brutes shut and intensely interested to listen more of her ascertained statements.
"... Keep any poor behaviour away from my sight. I want to keep admiring the kind of savages I deem you are."
"... well... We are admirable."
"That’s right... We do survive and govern these cruel lands."
"... Myrkzver’s Female admires us... We can’t let the female down. She knows those veneer. So she can tell them how honourable we are, Haha."
Murmurs between the men were exchanged shortly. Resulting in the loud and energetic pledge from Hrom, whose pride at her words had flushed his cheeks in joy as strongly and as pleasant as a barrel of mead would.
"No problem, Veneer Female! Sortnerers are the strongest and tha cleverest! If these fellow savages don’t behave I’m goin’ ta make it so they do if your fur is present, Ha Ha Ha!"
"We behave just fine without you! Don’t think highly of yourself, piece of chunk!"
"Ai~ behave! No poor behaviour before tha Female Myrkzver!"
The men became playful.
It was simple praise she had given. Simple wish that she desired to keep. Truthful and sincere in itself as she did believe those of these Lands were better in the ways she had described than those others of the Kingdom.
Hence, a brilliant smile invaded her edges while observing the men heed her petition with a hint of innocence that their clean surroundings must have kept untouched within their hardened souls.
From behind, Aslak watched impressed by the change most men had, while some joined calmly trying to keep the seriousness of their expressions although they felt flattered.
Ewelina’s profile then could be seen along with the gentle smile she portrayed.
And to the sight, he moved to stand by her side. Purposely forgetting her request to not touch her. Swiftly sliding his hand under her cloak to surround her waist with it as his hand firmly stroked her side to go down the curve by her abdomen, bringing her closer as his fingers touched the skin between the gap of her pants and upper clothes.
"! Husband... I told–"
"It’s good if they see." — Snuggling his nose to her hair and ear, Aslak answered her alarmed whisper with another. Searching for her ear’s edge to lightly bite it as he also added. — "... You did better than I thought, wife... I liked it."
The last lick to her ear mixed with his fading warm sound and the squeeze to her huckle made Ewelina tremble from the manly seduction. Making her swallow the thrill as more colour painted her cheeks before responding, slightly drowsy from the stimuli as her mind continued to repeat the last three words of the man bashfully.
"... Blessed... thee Earth..." — She whispered, looking downwards as she placed her hand over his, whose thumb had forced itself underneath the edges of her clothes and had been stroking her tenderness slowly.
’I also liked it... So...’ — Timid she thought. Simply to lift her head to also whisper with a bit of mischief to her spouse, granting a permitted kiss on his cheek once she finished. — "I will forgive this one touch, husband."
"Ah... Do that. I will touch more once at our chambers." — Grining at her reluctance to forget that penalty, Aslak rubbed himself on her fur. Granting the same gesture on her cheek as his hand slid away after gripping her flesh vigorously.
