Isolde knelt behind him.<br/><br/>"Your deeds and your worries ride heavily upon you." she said softly. " Let me sooth you."<br/>When the big man did n't protest, Isolde began to kneed his shoulders, firmly but gently. At first, he stiffened, but when she did not shrink away, he relaxed. Soon he was moaning a contented murmured, his eyes closes and his head tossed back.<br/><br/>" I don't know how you are supposed to love me, "Isolde commented as she worked. "I don't love you right now either, but we are together. We will either love each other or hate each other, which are two sides to the same coin. My blood is poison to you, yes, but then I wasn't given to you as a snack."<br/><br/>She felt laughter bubble up under her massaging hands. She had thought to tell him of the magik which would render him immune to the poison, but stopped. Isolde was not just a young beautiful woman, she was a powerful, wise witch first.<br/><br/>" Besides, Lord Marius, I think you worry too much about details that don't have to matter."<br/><br/>Her fingers began to work through the glossy black hair as she moved the massage to his scalp.