Sir Norix looks back at a sad Clara tugging on the hem of his shirt. Sir Norix couldn't explain what he was feeling right now. He stared at her with an intense look. Clara could only wipe away her tears from a nightmare she was having.
Sir Norix took another small step away, testing if this moment was not a dream, Clara tugged on his shirt even more. She wanted to pull him back into the bed.
Clara pouted, more tears were now flowing down her face. "Don't leave me." She said in a desperate but quiet whisper.
It was enough for Sir Norix to feel more conflicted with what he is currently feeling. All he knows is that Clara is making him crazier. Sir Norix can only nod as he sits back on the bed. He faced Clara with uncertainty but still wanted to do what she wanted.
He didn't leave her.
Clara lays back down on the bed, still not letting go of Sir Norix's shirt.
Sir Norix inched closer to Clara, looking at her trembling eyes as she looks at the ceiling. "Did you have a bad dream?" He said in a soft voice, trying not to scare her with his dark and brooding voice.
Clara felt the opposite. She felt protected and secure from just hearing his voice. "Can you hold me?" She asked in a silent voice. "Just like you did earlier?"
Sir Norix's eyes widened and froze from what she asked for. He shook off his putrid thoughts and laid down beside her.
Clara got to her side and looked at Sir Norix's eyes. She never felt so safe before in her life. Sir Norix gave her attention, care, and warmth. These were the three things that she never had in her life.
Sir Norix looked at Clara with more than just care. He wanted to be something more to her and he wanted that to happen as soon as possible. He snaked his hand around Clara's waist, pulling her closer to his body until they couldn't be any more closer.
Clara could feel his warmth spread across her body, making her feel at ease and make small noises in content from the warmth.
Sir Norix's heart beats quicker and his breaths became shorter. He was trying to hold himself back. He was trying to hold himself from doing things to Clara that only married people do.
He then thought to himself. 'I should make Theon decree a marriage between me and Clara tomorrow!' He thought to himself. 'He made me treat her like a wife, This time, I want it to be real.'
Sir Norix huffs, feeling his body heat and the room getting hotter just because of his emotions making him think of things. He sighs, satisfied that Clara was starting to snore quietly in his arms. Sir Norix didn't notice that their legs were already entangled, making him feeling hotter and hotter than he is feeling.
Clara started to mumble in her sleep. Sir Norix felt amused by this. She murmured under her breath "S-Sir N-Norix...don't leave...me." She quietly said in her sleep.
At that very moment, Sir Norix swore that he would dedicate his life to protecting her. He never ever thought of falling in love with someone which made him feel scared.
He never fell in love with any woman from other kingdoms or from other countries but somehow only Clara got his attention. He never ever thought of unthinkable thoughts and lewd imagery. he never ever dreamed of settling down and having a family. That all changed after Clara said these words.
Clara whimpered in her sleep. "Sir Norix...d-don't l-leave me...p-please."
Sir Norix's heart beats loudly with his mind screaming at him to do something quickly. He carefully held her face and kissed her forehead softly. "I'm not leaving you."