"Mated for life…" Swan murmured as she tried to let that sentence seep in.
"Yes, mated for life. Stop trying to suggest sacrifices. I have no intention to sacrifice you," Gale added as he wanted to stop Swan from having crazy thoughts.
Unfortunately, his effort was in vain, because Swan asked, "T-then, if your curse has been lifted out, does that mean you don't need to marry so many women in the future?"
"What are you talking about? I never said that," Gale frowned.
"Uhm… I'm just connecting the dots. Suppose you're forced to marry many women because of the curse. Then, you can… you can just use me as a sacrifice and then find the real woman who will mate for life with you—ah!" Swan let out a loud groan as Gale bit her nape. It wasn't painful for some reason, but it gave her the stimulant that shut her brain off, making her unable to think straight.
