What peace?
He wanted her to acknowledge him as her beloved, her male and husband. Not just as a friend, someone she could be close to. "Young master Tu, please don't say that." she paused, pursing to plump lips as if begging him for a kiss. He felt frustrated because he had never even kissed them even though he had licked them a few times while she slept. His eyes flashed, hands fisted, and he felt the urge to just gobble her all up. By the time she looked up at him, though, Tu Björn looked harmlessly normal.
"Something had happened. I just... I am sorry, young master Tu what can I do to make it up to you?"
Young master Tu... He hated that name, too. The suns had shone their warm rays down on her form before Tu Björn arrived. Another day Tu Björn would have crushed the suns, but he simply settled for standing in front of her and watching her relaxed form.
Now, though, he felt that everything was OK simply because she had said those words.
