"That's...Death would have been much better rather than been trapped in desolate darkness for a thousand years or more." She said, a flicker of pity flashing across her eyes as she sighed drearily.
He scoffed "She's not worth your pity, no doubt she'd kill you without blinking an eyelid."
"Right, I'll remember that if she ever escapes, after all I'm the wife and mate of the person who had imprisoned her for a thousand years." She reasoned out.
"Even if she escapes, which is preposterous and the most likable thing never to happen, she won't be able to hurt you, not when I'm right here, love." He said with a low slithering voice as he brushed her cheeks with the back of his fingers, then he leaned in on the nook of her neck, inhaling her rosy fragrance.
