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Varya was tired of apologies that day. She had heard too many, especially from the prince.
The moment she heard another "I'm sorry" she decided she had to change her approach or they were going to keep dwelling on the same thing over and over again. Sometimes the only way to reach the man underneath her was by physically showing him the truth and the reality of their situation.
Her idea was to give herself to him until there was no more room for uncertainty. It was all she could do until they were able to be married and their relationship would ascend from behind closed doors to the public eye. She thought that perhaps then it would be enough for him to get over his jealousy.
She wrapped her arms around him until her hands had comfortably made their way into his dark hair. When their lips were close enough again, they met - a passionate fury being expressed as Varya pressed her body against him as much as she possibly could.
