Back within their abode, Millie beseeched Marcus to seek repose. She then deftly
secured her hair, stowed away their acquisitions, and selected a crystalline vase
to house the lilies, adorning them with water.
Atrace of a smile adorned Millie's lips as she inhaled their fragrant offering.
Turning, her gaze encountered Marcus standing aloft the balustrade, his regard
serene as he watched her with an air of quiet fascination.
With a beckoning finger, Marcus summoned her, beckoning Millie upward.
Initially intending to adjourn to the kitchen for some soup preparation after
arranging the blooms, Millie now diverted her course, ascending as summoned.
“What calls for my presence? Did I not urge you to rest?”
Observing him with a ruddy countenance, she might have believed his recovery
was complete were it not for his lingering warmth.
Marcus assessed Millie thoroughly; her hair gathered with a casual grace, a few
tendrils gracing her neck, imparting an added allure.
Even in illness, restlessness seemed to be his constant companion.
With a gentle grasp, Marcus guided Millie into their chamber.
“Dearest, Lie beside me and share repose.”
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Millie lifted the covers invitingly, a silent encouragement for him to recline.
“First, rest, my love. I must tend to soup.”
Nonetheless, Marcus acted with unwavering determination, scooping Millie into
his embrace, discarding her slippers, and commencing the laborious task of
unfastening his attire.
“Is broth essential now? Nothing outweighs the privilege of sharing this conjugal
bed.”
“You convalesce; my aim is to nourish you.”
She rose gracefully, her fingers instinctively smoothing her hair, poised on the
cusp of stepping out of the bed’s embrace.
With a tender yet determined gesture, Marcus drew her back, his hands finding
purchase at her waist as his expression elongated into a subtle pout.
“Address me as weak? Unwise choice.”
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