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Princess for Sale (Marie + Russian)

Erossong knew her father wasn't doing this for politcal reasons, he wanted no truce with the Drows. He hated the Drow. But he wanted to see his little girl happy. And if he was what made her happy, then he would allow it. Even if their eventual child would be a half breed and looked down upon.
 
Kironan might be a drow, but his intelligence level was way above what people would suspect from a race with female dominance. He was considering all the aspects of their engagement and it couldn't be passed that one of them was a political view, the marriage of an elf and a drow was going to give some sort of positive outcome between the two races, maybe even open up for trade and truce negotiations. But he quickly forgot it for the sake of his future wife, she would after all be queen one day and he'd be king with her.
 
Erossong laid her head on his chest, she was glad her father had accepted their engagement so readily. She nuzzled his chest. Sighing contently. "I wish to go to sleep dearest. Will you join me?" She asked softly. Her eyes looking up into his.
 
Kironan held her, feeling her head in on his chest. He was still dazzled by her father saying that it was okay and that he had been almost expecting it. He listened to her, looking down into her eyes before he kissed her softly. "Of course, lead the way princess." He replied, holding her hand to let her pull some away from him as he would follow her.
 
Eossong led him upstairs into her bedroom. It was a very elegent room. Covered in rich hues of crimson, indigo, and gold. She enjoyed the rich colors, it may have made the bedroom feel dark, but she loved it. The translucent crimson canopy over her bed, keeping most light out, but allowing enough to see.
 
Kironan followed her upstairs, letting her lead the way as they got into her room, he looked around for a moment, loving the sight of it as he knew they would be alone. He smirked, closing his eyes for a moment, his dark skin would be hardly visible in the room as he turned her around in his arms, holding her in front of him, his eyes locked on her's, the only light in the room causing the tattoes on his visible skin to glow in a light blue color as he smiled down to her. "I've never been to your room before, but it's absolutely beautiful." He whispered softly down to her, his arms around her sides and on her back, holding her in against him.
 
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