Hello, everyone! Just a warning that this chapter is for mature audiences only. Also, just a friendly reminder to leave a review after you read the story. Let me know what you think of the chapter. Also, I apologize for this one being so short.

The next few days were spent recovering from what had happened in Damon's castle. Aiden never left Marcelle's side, even when he was beginning to lose strength.

"You need to go feed." She finally said to him, watching for any change in his features.

"I don't want to leave you."

"You need to eat. If we're going to get revenge on your brother, we're both going to need to be at our best." The vampire finally released a sigh as he stood, placing a gentle kiss upon her lips before he turned and walked from the room. He didn't need to say anything else, and when he returned, she'd still be where he left her, reading in the library. She was studying every kind of spell and magick there was, preparing for an inevitable battle that would happen sooner rather than later. She'd kill that bastard if it was the last thing she did.

The sun had set by the time Aiden walked back into the room, looking much better. Marcelle watched him as he traveled across the room, tilting head head as he extended his hand to her.

"We should go to sleep." With a nod, the girl closed the large book and set it down on the table, placing a hand in his.

They walked side by side in silence until they almost reached her room. But then, he stopped and turned to her.

"Marcelle?" Her green gaze met his, head falling to the side slightly. "I need to ask you something." The expression on his face was enough to stir some concern in the pit of her belly.

"What is it?" Her voice was gentle as she reached up, brushing some of his dark hair away from his eyes.

"After all of this is over, after Damon is no more, and after you finally get revenge for your family, will you stay with me?" She couldn't help but smile at him.

"If you will let me, I will."

"Then marry me?" She stared at him for a long while. She knew what she wanted, and that was him. But what would his kind think of their king marrying a fae? "I know what you're thinking, and I don't care. I want you, and only you. Please, Marcelle?" With a smile, she nodded to him.

"I will." Scooping her up into his arms, the vampire spun her around, squeezing her gently.

. . .

Both of them lay awake in their own separate chambers, wondering about what was to come the next day. She tossed and turned, and finally stood, making her way to the large window that looked out over the once grand kingdom. The full moon shone brightly in the sky, cloaking her in the light that it emitted. The knock on her door caused the fae to jump out of her thoughts, head turning to the door as it cracked open.

"Aiden." She whispered, standing and crossing the room to meet him in the middle.

"I can't sleep."

"Neither can I."

"What were you doing?" Marcelle looked over to the window seat and smiled.

"Enjoying the night air, I suppose."

"May I enjoy it with you?" Their eyes met, and she smiled brightly at him, nodding.

They sat in the window seat for a couple hours staring out the glass, cuddled up together. But finally, the girl yawned, signaling the end of the night for her. Aiden looked down at her, kissing her forehead as he stood.

"Come on, time for bed." He led her to the large sleeping area, pulling the covers back for her. But as he turned to exit the room, he was stopped by a hand taking his wrist. Looking back at the girl, he watched as she raised herself up, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Stay with me." He didn't know what to say, and after she placed his lips on his, he wasn't sure what to do. What was she doing?

"Marcelle, stop." She did so, simply smiled at him.

"Just let go. Be with me." She placed her lips on his once more, and he finally gave in, arms wrapping around her and holding the fae tightly as their kiss got more and more passionate. Hands began to move, removing different articles of clothing, and soon enough, the two were laying naked in the bed together. He hovered over her and finally pulled away, observing her facial features for any sign of doubt or uncertainty. But there was nothing but love and desire in her eyes. And so, he took her, diving into the passion that suddenly had the two moaning and moving in unison. I am yours, and you are mine.