Alexei smiled when she turned in his arms, once again taken aback by her beauty. If he must be subjected to this marriage, he had to admit, Pavel was right, she was incredibally beautiful. Stroking a finger down her cheek, his smile turned mischevious.<br/><br/>"Such formality, Ingrid, for one that is to be your husband. My name is Alexei....say it," he commanded, the edge of his finger continuing to move against her jaw. He closed his eyes briefly, feeling a strange tremor go through him at the sound of his name from her lips. Opening his eyes once again, he looked deep into hers, the blue practically sparkling under the moonlight. "If it is your wish to stay out with me all night, then here we shall stay," he replied, lowering his head toward hers, his lips hovering mere centimetres above hers.