"Yes, Lord Adivaris, my personal curator, unfortunately, sees and hears everything!"
"Oh! Why does he do this?"
"Wasn't it you who asked him to put pressure on me?"
"I didn't ask anyone for anything! I just love you!" Imarinis whispered, leaning slightly towards her and not daring to touch her.
"Do not start!" Zarmina flared up irritably, pushing him away. "This is not love at all that is bubbling inside you. It's a vamp's thirst! I know everything about you, obsessed with this passion. I worked as a delight for three hundred years and how tired I am of all this! Why did you even think that I could love you?"
"Lariel is also a vampire, why do you adore him?" the Azarenian asked sadly.
"He is not like you, he does not drink my energy, but gives me something inexpressible, and I have never felt this before, but I have something to compare with.
"He's a healer! You feel his recreating power. We all feel it when he treats one of us. He has many wonderful gifts and it is great that such a creature lives with us. You're in love with Rohen too! Of course, it's so easy to adore the omnipotent, who will easily share their amazing energy, which inspires us to continue living. You can't tolerate vamps, but you calmly take away other's powers. But I don't have any thirst, it's my energy bursting from my chest, wanting to connect with yours. Whatever you want, it's called love!"
His words greatly hurt her pride and she, throwing a destructive glance at Imarinis, flapped her wings and flew away. The Azarenian stared gloomily after her, deciding to leave her alone for a long time.
"Don't give up, she's almost yours!" A voice came from behind him.
"Adivaris? Are you really following us?" Imarinis turned to face the Ruler.
"I'm following, but how could it be otherwise? My task is to marry her to at least one patient man. It's good that you are here with your feelings and were able to touch her heartstrings."
"Do I have a chance to get a princess wife?" Imarinis got excited.
"Yeah! Try! But she is a tough nut to crack! Don't think that it was easy for me to marry the princess! Luanlia hated me for a whole year, then she finally agreed to the marriage and will soon give me a son."
"Doesn't she live with Rohen? He said that she was in love with him."
"This is so wonderful! But no one else will take her away from us. Who will dare to surpass Rohen? You said correctly that loving the omnipotent is easy and simple, so I take advantage of this."
Zarmina's silhouette almost melted into the distance under the heavy gaze of the Azarenian.
"Hurry after her before it's too late!" Adivaris said seriously, slapping him on the shoulder in a friendly manner.
***
The princess frivolously went to fly over the forest away from the city, unaware of any dangers. Her capture happened instantly: someone pounced from above and immobilized her with strong hands.
"Hey, let go!" Zarmina screamed loudly, fluttering convulsively in the constraining embrace.
Her wings hung helplessly, caught between her body and the raider. He silently began to descend along with his prey to the ground. She tried to watch, turning her head, who dared to attack her and realized from the white color of the flapping wings that it was not an Azarenian.
"Gotcha, Zarmina!" She heard a mocking voice when they landed.
"Palien! What kind of joke? I was really scared," she tried to break free from the strong embrace, but he was not going to let her go, grabbing her by the arms.
He looked very pleased, as if he had caught luck by the tail.
"How did you end up on Zaria?"
"I live here and recently noticed your presence in Ornalion. I see you are flying, how can you not take advantage of the opportunity?" His eyes sparkled with green fire excitedly.
Zarmina frowned and asked to let her go.
"No, I won't let you go until I kiss you, my sweet," Palien mocked, pressing her back to him.
"I don't owe you anything, you haven't been my chosen one for a long time," Zarmina was indignant.
"And there are no rules, competitions or obligations here. What carelessness to fly alone far from the city! Anyone could be here and easily catch you for pleasures.
"I don't want to show mercy to you and will complain to the Ruler that you raped me."
Palien chuckled loudly.
"Oh, you made me laugh, my brother won't punish me, and I'm not going to offend you, my little piece of ice. I won't let you go, because you'll immediately run away, but otherwise I'll at least touch you a little, communicate with you. What kind of violence are you talking about? Only love and affection."
He began to gently kiss her neck, sighing languidly.