As for refined love -- let others claim it. May God, instead, give me contentment.
Bored
"George…" a half-hearted attempt ended in vain. Lady Alanna of Pirate's Swoop laid on her bed, her husband, the baron, beside her.
" 'Lana, it's our marriage, stop fussing, and start playing!" the gruff, yet playful reply cut through the air.
Any more protests were silenced, and the couple continued rolling around on the bed. Anyone with any ears that came close to functioning properly could hear the groans coming from the other side of the wall.
The next morning, with the sun smiling through the curtains, the newly wed couple ate breakfast in their bedroom together. While there, Alanna popped the question, "Was last night really necessary?"
And our favorite former thief answered, "Kissing fingertips always bored me."