But then, he had never let himself feel any sort affection for any female who wasn’t kin before. Since they were small boys, he and Taric had known they would be the ones to kill the giant of Blue Forest and marry the she-elf given to them in payment. Draevan's mother had foreseen that herself, and she was never wrong.So he never believed he would take one of the women from the village as a wife, and he never let himself grow attached to any woman who warmed his bed, even in the smallest measure.Now, this fair little lady tucked against his chest, purring in her sleep like a kitten might, warmed not just his body. She was the cutest girl he'd ever seen, and being such made his chest tighten with feeling. Best of all, little Kyra was an elf, which meant that he could marry her all he wanted. After killing the giant, they'd have first pick of any she-elf in the kingdom! It had been long decreed!Why not pick Kyra? He could already imagine her purring against him every night, and at the mental picture of it, a small grin sprawled on his face.
