Okay, maybe he needed a little more than five minutes - but he played it off that he didn't require any more rest, he just really enjoyed his ladies cry out his name - and he very much loved the way each of them had their own scent and taste that he discerned rather easily in such a short amount of time. Perhaps he really was smitten with the lot now.
It had become far more than sexual desire and conquest, and unlike he past - it hadn't scared him the same way as it did before. These were his brides, and he now understood the blood lust that some Lords had over their beloveds when they were merely glanced upon. Azier felt a little anger as it bubbled up just from the mere idea that another man would lay a finger upon any of them.
What was his was his - and nothing would change that from this day forth.
