VII
Marital Matters.
"Honestly! This is frustrating!"
"Come now, don't screech like a wild banshee."
"Or what? Afraid I will lose my voice?"
"Of course."
"Then I'll scream at my heart's content!"
"Don't be foolish."
"You're the one who's foolish!"
"Yet here you are, acting like a rampant child."
"You're the one sneakily avoiding our main argument!"
A pause.
"I believe it is for your own sake."
"We're married! For goodness sake!"
"Still I will protect you — from myself."
"I know you won't harm me."
"Not in a violent way, that is."
A wild blush spread on her face, "It is natural for us to do certain activities."
"I can't dishonor you."
"Am I not pleasing for you?"
A dark, grimly laugh escaped his mouth, "Why do you ask an insipid question? Look at me and you will see the unpleasantness."
"Don't say that."
"It is true."
"Please, Erik, stay here with me."
A sigh of surrender.
"Alright."
