This was not what she's expected when he began to speak, perhaps a few words about the mark binding them together but this...It was almost enough to drive her to draw back from their arrangement when she realized just how sacred a mistress was held. At the same time she felt that damnable sense of honor that her father was known for despite his dislike for her. For as long as Darius needed her she would do her best to make sure she was the best mistress he could possibly have, even if it meant learning how to fight with weapons as well as magic. She would see him reclaim his land and his power that the king took away from him if it took every speck of magic in her body.<br/><br/>Gwen's body was tingling by the end of the ritual her cheeks flushed a faint pink and her gaze softened when he kissed her. Invitingly wrapping her arms around him she returned the kiss pressing her firm breasts flush against his chest. "I will prove my worth as your mistress. I promise you." she responded cupping the side of his face and pressing one final kiss to his mouth. "You'll see, you'll have your mines back just as I said and I can do something for you now."<br/><br/>Delicately grabbing his injured hand she held it close to her face nose wrinkling as the smell of the salve assaulted her sense. "Now I know I can't heal them completely. It'll be suspicious, but I'll heal the worst of them enough that you'll be able to use it.” Releasing his hand she walked over to where her clothing lay and gathered the voluminous silk. With the edge she wiped free the numbing salve and brought his hand to her lips pressing them each of the burns. Darius would feel a warm sensation travel up his arm and when she pulled away the worst of them had faded just enough the pain was no longer bone deep.<br/><br/>Muscle had been knitted and his nerves no longer screamed in agony when he moved them. There would be no more spasming yet if the guards looked closely they would see a number of burns still fresh and raw. However Darius would not feel that pain. “It’s not much as my people have to words that could compare to what you just said to me. But as your mistress, though I may not be able to pick up a sword and fight I can defend you with magic and as long as I’m by your side, you will not fail. I swear to you. Now….we should head back to your room, I need to finish preparing.”