Gwendolyn needed only him to be happy, but oh, how she too ached for everything else that was denied them. How she wanted to carry their children, to walk to him bathed in white and ivory— to be promised to him and bound together before the gods. She was a sentimental romantic and though she knew they didn’t need these things to be happy and in love, she still wanted them regardless.<br/><br/>She nuzzled their noses together, her lips straying to kiss him as she nestled closer to him, her leg propped over his waist. “I will work tirelessly to be the woman you deserve.” In the eyes of the public and the council, he served her and the Aumari name. But in the privacy of their relationship, she wanted him to know that she also served him.