Neverwinter Forest The Sun Queen is not our Queen

He had listened to her reasoning, but not a word that she said made more sense than the rest. She seemed entranced, like this man had cast a spell on her to trust him and somehow it had worked. He knew where she was coming from, and a wolf desperate to fulfill her feminine duty, pressured by her nature, pressured by her desire to get their life back on track, but if Damien was certain about something was that in desperate times the most valuable trait a wolf could hold on to was patience. Hope was for the weak of mind, but he knew that whatever came his way was but a capricious game in Mephala's intricate web of fate.

But he also seemed to be ensnared by Nyx's spell. Damien was no fool, nor was his lover either. Just like her Damien wanted to fill her up with children and give her a huge palace to raise them in. Life had thrown at them a chance for change, and little to no things tied Damien down in Neverwinter Forest because everything he cared about he could take with him anywhere. So even if Nyx's plan to wait until the kind stranger was old enough to overrun was plainly stupid he would give it a go because he was with her.

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The time for talking had run out. The kisses laid upon him sealed the only deal he was interested in making, so nibbling Nyx's speckled ear Damien tugged for her to follow somewhere darker.