He carried the fabrics into the water and washed the sli off of them, placing it on top of Greed's back to dry. he got on his beast back and took off, going back to the base. passing the cactus forest, he saw the catal he left behind and signaled for it to follow.
flying under the evening sky, he held Cyra to him, thinking he would not let her leave his side since she was prone to life-threatening situations. his mind flashed to when she pushed him out of the way without a second thought and he felt his heart tremble with emotions.
All his life he thought no one was to be trusted - they would all betray you for their benefit. but what cyra did overthrown that thought. making him know there are still selfless people. His grip tightened on her body, he would never let her leave , ever. his eyes filled with a crazy possessiveness.
....
Cyra opened her eyes slowly and the glow of the lamp light shone on the tent walls casting a dark shadow. and she knew it was night already, she tried to sit up but a hand forced her down, her eyes moved to the side and t Zane's stern gaze.
''Even if my blood is magical, it can't cure your fatigue and pain away... lie down.'' his tone ca out strict and serious. seeing his serious aura, she couldn't look away from his attractive face followed by his tone.
Zane's face reddened from her stare. why is this stupid woman looking at him so intensely? Is there sothing on my face? his hand stretched unconsciously to his face, seeing what he was doing he stopped halfway and dropped his hands down. Cyra's eyes flashed with mischief,
''co closer... sothing is on your hair.'' her tone ca out sincerely; fooling Zane. he moved his face closer to her, and Cyra held him in place and took his lips. Zane's eyes widened knowing he was fooled but he didn't refuse and responded. Freeing their lips, Cyra's eyes darkened and said in a soft tone.
''I didn't remove it well...
she dragged him making him fall on top of her as she kissed, playing his tongue and sucking on his lower lips till they were both out of breath. Cyra looked at his misty eyes and felt she couldn't wait for a month to confirm their relationship.
Zane was thinking the sa thing, they both looked at each other. Zane looked into her eyes,
'' do you not fear or despise my body?" he asked checking for signs of greed, fear, or despise in her eyes for him, but he found nothing, he just saw his figure in her eyes.
''what of you? will you dislike when I grow old?'' cyra felt self-conscious about the opposite sex for the first ti in her life. She knows her face would be filled with wrinkles, her skin loose and dry after becoming an old lady while he will still look the sa. she frowned in horror- what if she becos an ugly old... her thoughts were interrupted by Zane's bite on her earlobe.
''What strange thought are you having? I will never leave you,'' he said seriously looking into her eyes. Cyra's eyes lit up, and a mory flashed in her mind and she frowned, her expression turning serious. 'damn how could she forget-she can't sleep with him without first marrying him. She is in a conservative world where life is unfair for the males. she can't do such an unfair thing to him but how do they marry here?
''how would people know when you are my husband?'' At her question, Zane released a breath he didn't know he was holding when he saw her frowning and lost in thought.
'' I just need a piece of your hair to braid into mine and recite so sacred rites.'' Cyra was stunned, 'why is it so simple?'
''umm ok.... is it really done this way?'' she asked again to be sure. but why was it different when this body married those two husbands of hers? She recalled they signed a marriage certificate.
Seeing him nod. maybe it's different around here. Like who would write a marriage certificate in this desert and she finally accepted it. Zane felt his body flipped, and Cyra laid on top of him.
Cyra felt sothing ca over her and she asked impulsively, forgetting her one-month plan. It's now or never-she doesn't know if she will survive long enough.
''Zane would you do the honors of becoming my first husband?'' she looked into his white pupil and waited anxiously and nervously for his response.
she said her first husband, she doesn't think she can get used to the polyandry system in this world yet.
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