She smiled softly, leaning to kiss him gently, "I love you, too, Hein..." She muttered, before gently pulling her blankets over them and holding him tight.
Things went on as normal after the wedding, Indra's court still not happy that she married a drone but they could now no longer be vocal about it. Indra had Hein wait on her like he was still beneath her; feed her or use his body to prop her feet up if she was particularly annoyed or upset. She knew he got off on it and thus was why she did it. It was like a little sexy game.