"Don't do that," Archer was slowly getting irritated by Adalia's guilty expression each time they crossed paths with Xander. It made him feel like she didn't think what they were doing was right. However, to him it felt perfect.
"Do what?" She squeezed back tears.
"I don't like it when you make that expression," he pressed his palms against her cheeks. "Like what we are doing is wrong?"
She pulled his hands down. "What we are doing isn't wrong. But what I did was. I shouldn't have told him I would marry him without being sure first."
"Are you sure now?"
"Yes," she kissed into both his palms.
He felt a whoosh of tense air exhale from his lungs. "It's going to be fine."
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Once they were far enough from the North Kingdom, Xander turned his horse and geared it towards the forest. He was going to hide and watch until it was time for him to carry out his plan.
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