Whitebark Stream Rose garden filled with thorns

"you are being defensive," he snorted; "because i have offended you. and so you misinterpret me by hearing things i am not saying." takiyok seemed hyper-aware of her age now that he had called attention to it; implying to him that she thought his two statements were negatively related when he hadn't meant it that way at all.

flatly, nakedly, without relent, he stared at her. "i only meant that you are young enough to change, nothing more."

she was short with him thereafter; bitterly impatient, despite the fact that he had even less reason to trust what she said than she had of him. this slight haughtiness - something  he did attribute to her age -  didn't perturb stigmata who knew she would make a fair mother regardless. the fact that it would be her first time, only meant she was more likely to take an extra step  to try and do things right no matter how events actually transpired.

in laymen terms, her lack of experience only made him want her more.

"arrangement, takiyok? i only asked if you wanted to bear my young - not if you wanted to be my lifelong courtier." he smirked, trying not to appear too smugly flattered by the idea he had come to steal her away from the glacier kingdom. "look, i want very simply to provide you with a healthy batch of sons and daughters. that is all. i would appreciate an opportunity to know them, but i do not expect that, nor do i expect either of us to heel to the other."