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It took every ounce of his willpower to suppress his urge to grab hold of her body and unleash his passion for her, made all the more difficult as her lips met with his palm. It was not subdued, but instead delayed for a time where he could focus on something other than her beautiful face and enchanting eyes. After dropping a few crowns on the table to compensate for the drinks, he lifted again to his feet, never letting go of her hand that supplied him with enough energy to protect her for the rest of his days.
"Please follow me upstairs, my beautiful. Your quarters await you there."
Keeping hold of her hand, he lead her up the stairs to the farthest rooms, until reaching
The Marquis Suite, as indicated from the gold plaque on the room's mahogany doors. He lead Opelya into a room of porcleain and marble, with a four-post, king-size bed occupying the back of the spacious room. The candles hanging from the grand chandalier overhead provided the only light for the room at the time. Bearing a smile on his face that one could only find on Riconus when he was looking at Opelya, the elven general clutched onto her arms with gentle hands, wondering what to do or say at the moment of entering the elaborately decorated bedchamber. He knew that she indicated in the tavern some sense of power that she granted him over her, but such authority could just as easily be taken away from him by a woman whose race and social background taught her the art of domination over another, even someone as close as he. Not that Riconus should talk, however; such lessons were likely given to him just as often.
Not wanting to give the impression that he would ever hesitate on his feelings for her, he finally planted his lips on her forehead, holding onto her for as long as he could before she retreated from his grasp.
"Rest well, Opelya. Not even the gods will be able to take you away from my protection."
It was not his first choice to let her go, but he thought it best to merely take it cautiously, unaware if she still carried any apprehensions about him after reuniting with him only a short while ago. Of coarse, he would have much rather chosen to share his raw emotions to her, but such expressions would have to wait until she was ready for his love.