"Why? Was it because of the gold coins?" she asked.
"I may lack resources, but don't judge my character like that," he growled.
She sighed. "I am sorry, I was just trying to be logical here. I am a practical person, and I am the daughter of your enemy. I ordered your lashing, and I may kill you," she said.
"One you forgot, dear wife, I am your husband now and from this day, I intend to fulfill my obligation. You didn't help me kill those barbarians with only your chemise on if you wanted to kill me in the first place. Though the Durks are our common enemy, still you did what you thought best that moment. Though I am grateful for what you did, there's no next time. You'll stay in this tent" he smiled.
Damn! He's handsome when he smiles like that. "Oh, my Damoen love, forgive me," she says to herself silently.
