The Royal Mark-Chapter 134: Make You Proud

"Do you think you could last two days more?" Chris asked seriously but Elsa laughed.

"Why are you asking? Are you thinking that I might die because we fucked too much in our honeymoon?" Elsa chuckled.

"Y-Yeah? Should I tone it down?" Chris replied.

"Oh, sweetie," Elsa attempted to turn toward Chris, but he firmly grasped her waist, anchoring her in place. "Alright, alright. No one’s going anywhere. I understand that you’ve been making an effort to tone things down. Laureen and Lexi already filled me in on what usually happens at this time, so I appreciate that you’re mindful that I am a human. Don’t worry about me; I can handle myself. After all, I’m your wife, and I want you to be satisfied."

Chris grasped both of her breasts and murmured, "Please tell me you didn’t just say that."

Elsa furrowed her brow, utterly bewildered. "Say what?"

"You have no idea how long I can last, and I don’t want to hurt you," Chris explained before guiding her onto all fours. "But it seems like you not only have courage but also the stamina to keep up with me. You just need a bit of training."

Elsa smirked and cast a sidelong glance at Chris. "Then train me."

"I most certainly will," Chris vowed before moving his hips.

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His so-called ’training’ extended beyond that, with breakfast and lunch forgotten, and Elsa found herself wasted in bed until the sun was nearly setting.

Both were breathless, and Elsa’s knees quivered. She glanced at Chris, who lay beside her with his stomach against the bed.

"Feeling hungry?" Chris inquired, sensing her gaze on him.

"Yeah, but I want to clean up first. I feel all sticky, and it’s your fault," Elsa teased.

"Go ahead, and I’ll fetch some food for you," Chris planted a kiss on her forehead before heading to the kitchen.

Elsa rose to go for a bath but called out to Chris again, "Chris!"

He turned, a slight frown on his face as Elsa’s voice carried a hint of panic.

"What’s wrong?" 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"I think you need to carry me to the tub. My legs aren’t working; they’re dead!" They both laughed, and Chris lifted her.

"No more lovemaking moments until tomorrow then. I don’t want to cripple you. Let’s just relax by the fireplace after cleaning up," he suggested.

"So, you’re joining me?"

"I think I should. How can you properly clean yourself when you can’t use your legs?"

Elsa nodded in agreement. Chris kept his promise, taking care of her without any hint of flirtation or seduction.

"How come the water here is always warm? I thought Kaizer is not here?" Elsa asked.

"The water here comes from a hot spring so it’s naturally hot."

"Ah, maybe that’s why I feel refreshed," Elsa then raised both her legs above the tub for Chris to see. "I can move my legs again!"

Chris smirked and gently grabbed her ankles, "You will be able to walk, so it means–"

"It means I can go to the kitchen by myself after this, no need to carry me, thank you very much," she said, cutting off Chris, causing him to chuckle.

"That’s what I’m gonna say. I promised no more lovey-dovey tonight. I will let you rest."

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After dinner, Elsa saw the box that contained the wand and the dagger, she opened it up but Chris was quick to stop her, closing the box again.

"Nope, nah uh. You are not setting this place on fire. Let’s wait for your mages to teach you before you hold this again, alright?"

Elsa pouted and said, "Okay, I understand." She then remembered the dagger and had a smile on her face. "How about the dagger? Can I hold it?"

Chris opened up the box letting her take the dagger, "Do you know how to use it?"

"I don’t... But I know where to stab it to kill my enemies," she replied with a huge grin on her face, causing her husband to laugh.

"Right, I almost forgot, you cut and slice people and look into their insides to save their lives for a living. Of course, you would know how to kill one as well," Chris said in a proud tone.

"So... Will you teach me?" Elsa asked enthusiastically with wide eyes and a huge smile like a child.

Chris crossed his arms and rubbed his chin, "Hmm... What would I get in return if I teach you?"

"Let’s see... Ah! I know! If you teach me I will not blow you up. Your life will be safe with me," Elsa jested, not knowing that her joke was taken differently by her perverted husband.

"Err... I will decline. I love it when you blow me up so why should I teach you if you will stop doing that?" Chris said in a serious tone causing Elsa’s face to turn sour as she did not understand his joke.

"OH!" a few moments had passed before she finally understood what he meant. She walked up to him and placed her arms around his neck.

"That’s not what I meant... You know... My pussy might be sore, but my mouth is not. So if you want this..." Elsa then licked her lower and upper lips, "You have to teach me how to fight."

"You!" Chris’ self-control was instantly thrown out of the window. But before he could hold her waist, she already run away from him, teasing him to catch her.

"Alright! You won! I will teach you, but let’s be serious, what is my reward for teaching you?"

"I will blow up your mind, husband," Elsa giggled making Chris shake his head.

"Aren’t you a little flirty, princess, huh?"

"I am just trying to enjoy our time together. After this, we will go to war and I will admit Chris, I am fucking scared. I don’t know what will happen to us. So I need you to teach me how to fight. I will never be a damsel in distress out there and I want to make you proud. And I promise you I will take care of myself so you don’t have to worry about me. So teach me please."

Chris hugged her and patted her back, "I will teach you, my love. And I am already proud of you, just the way you are. No need to prove anything. What you are right now is already enough."