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I don't own anything other than the story's plot, and the characters named, the world itself isn't mine.

"Gods you're skinny," Bjorn grunted at her as he helped her put on her armour. "Ain't the Gods' fault, nor mine that I'm so bloody thin, just yours." She snapped back. His grey eyes narrowed and her brown ones widened innocently. "You don't feed me enough."

His hands lingered longer than was needed on her waist, and a shiver ran up her spine. "Stop that." She snapped, and he chuckled as he drew his hands away from her sides.

"My little wolf queen." He murmured and kissed her forehead. "Always snapping and snarling."

"I do not snarl." She told him, just as her Ice Wolf, Koor, growled in agreement. Kiran smiled at her companion and touched his head lightly to quiet him. "See? Even Koor agrees with me." Kiran told Bjorn haughtily. Her chin held high in mock snobbishness.

Bjorn placed his hands on her hips and kissed her, effectively shutting his woman up.

Kiran knew she was skinny, and tiny and small. She knew that compared to him, she was a child. And though she had already had her blood for nearly two years now, he would have been fucking women for five or more.

But, in another lifetime, she'd been a dragon, with a dragon's soul. In another life she'd been someone.

Now she was just some deflowered maid by the name of Kiran.

She wondered if she'd even survive a birthing of one of Bjorn's children, then decided to push that particular thought away.

He broke the kiss and smiled down at her with such affection that her chest fluttered queerly. "Marry me." He said softly.

Kiran's eyes widened in panic, and she went rigid. Marry? Why would he want to marry her?

Seeing her reaction, he dropped his arms to his sides.

Kiran suddenly wanted to kick herself for not controlling her emotions properly, and missed the warmth that his embrace had brought. Kiran opened her mouth to speak, but he spoke first, so she quieted.

"You needn't give me an answer now," Bjorn said hesitantly. " I will be leaving here on the morrow, and if you do not have an answer for me then, you can give it to me when I return."

He then turned on his heel and stiffly walked away.

Kiran wondered just how to get herself out of this situation, and how she'd managed to anger her lover over a question that he'd asked.

Koor barked at her and shoved his muzzle into her hand. "What did I do?" She asked him, but he just gazed up at her lovingly as usual.

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