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The moments like these between them were so wonderful, so perfect. There were times that Haven worried that Princess felt a little neglected, with how busy he always was with hit duties to the pack. Being the Knight of the Court was a full time job, and one that could barely be neglected for a day. Although he didn't feel there was any imminent danger lurking outside of the pack's idyllic borders, one could never be too careful. Nothing had seemed amiss that day that Princess had been attacked until he had heard her calling for help. She was by far the most precious person to him in all the world, but it was his job to protect everyone else in their pack as well. Still, Princess didn't seem unhappy, and in these times all such worries were banished from his thoughts. They didn't need to spend every minute together to still love each other as much as they did.
Her words made his own smile broaden, and his tail thudded once against the mattress of their bed. "And I with you," he replied, his fingers tracing the line of her small shoulder. How he had been gifted with someone such as her after he had acted so unchivalrously with her their first night he didn't know, but he couldn't question the gift that he had been given. After his first romance had fallen apart so abruptly, Haven hadn't known if he would ever find another. Princess had proven that he was dead wrong in that assumption though, and when he had least expected it. The Chance fey might have started out as a rebound for him, but he would never let her go. He was her's, as she was his'.
Haven could feel his mate's golden eyes watch his face with uncertainty as he began to speak, which made his nerves about the subject flare up to an extent. The response he was met with wasn't as positive as he might have hoped, but it wasn't an outright refusal either. The Knight knew what his Lady feared, and he could understand those fears intimately. If possible, he hugged her even closer, hoping to reassure her. "You wouldn't be like her," he whispered to her. Princess would never do what her mother had done. Haven believed that with all his being.
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