"I was just wanted to know the basics," she said as her face still flushing. "You're doing good so far, my goddess," the king teased her.
"Do we need to do it in public?" she asked.
"Trust me, we need to do our first mating to clear all the doubts and to strengthen your position and our child as my heir," he said.
"I don't want position, I want freedom," she muttered.
"You can have freedom if you have power," the king said seriously. He still rugged looking with his beard and long hair. She didn't argue, a freedom can also be felt and experience by commoners even though they don't have power.
"I like your look when you married me, so clean and so handsome,' she uttered without realizing it.
The king laughed, "do I look dirty? Do I smell bad now?" he asked amused.
"No, you smell so good, so distinct and sooo…I can't explain it. You scent is so delicious, I want to eat you alive. I felt like a flesh-sucker," she said.
