10 Put your hands on me

I pondered on why Queen Qarinah would want me dead. I thought of any bad I would have possibly done to her but I couldn't remember afterall I have not even set my eyes on her or heard from her or my father since my marriage to lord Torren. Lord Torren was recovering very fast. Two days after he was shot with an arrow, he was all healed and was healthy enough to rule his kingdom. We were mostly together lately. I had gotten comfortable with him and I no longer feared if he would suck my blood someday.

Torren changed a lot during the days we spent together. He no longer sucked the blood of his subjects, he now fed on animal blood and then vegetables and meat but he was still as strong as ever or so I thought. I still had a seperate room but I spent most of my time in Torren's room and when he is not around, I spend my time with Kahlan. I saw Kahlan more like my friend than my maid.

It was night already and my husband hadn't returned. He left with some of his men in the morning before I woke up, they didn't tell Kahlan where they were heading to. I was so worried about him though I know he would be able to take care of himself in times of danger but I still felt the need to protect him after what happened in the forest. But Torren wouldn't give me a chance to protect him.

'My lady I'm sure lord Torren can take care of himself' Kahlan tried hard to make me relax.

'Kahlan how could he leave without saying a word to me or anyone. He could have woken me up to tell me he was leaving'

'My lady please relax, I'm sure lord Torren and his men are fine'

'Kahlan, he was shot once and could be shot again, I can't bare to lose him. I just want him safe' tears rolled down my cheeks and Kahlan moved close and threw her hands around me to comfort me. 'He will be fine, I'm sure he will'

'Qarinah is powerful Kahlan, she's really powerful and evil and she is capable of doing anything at all' I was still crying.

'She is powerful but she is no match for lord Torren' Kahlan was quite confident about her king. I was too but I knew Qarinah would do anything and go anywhere just to conquer Torren.

'You don't understand. I am sure Qarinah is not alone'

I cried and Kahlan comforted me until I slept off. It was far into the night when I felt a hand on my cheeks. I slowly opened my eyes to see Torren staring at me affectionately.

'My lady' he smiled as I opened my eyes.

'Torren' I wanted to hug him and not late go off him but his smile got me angry. Why would he smile like everything was okay when he clearly knew I was worried about him. I didn't want to do it but I couldn't control my anger so I slapped him really hard. He turned away, that smile off his face.

'How could you Torren. I am your wife and I deserve to know when you leave and wherever it is that you go to. You may have always gone around without answering to anyone before now but now Torren you have me to answer to' I paused to give him a chance to explain himself but he didn't talk, he still had his palm on his cheek where I slapped him.

'Are you really going to ignore me?' He didn't respond and a tear dropped from my right eye but I quickly wiped it off.

'I was scared that something may have happened to you Torren'

'Diana, I am really sorry. I do not have any reason for acting like I did. Please forgive me my lady' Torren finally said holding me.

'Where have you been?' I finally asked.

'I had to make sure Darca is Safe. I went round with my men to make sure our people are all fine'. I knew he was lying.

'Don't lie to me my lord. Where have you been?' I asked again but this time he didn't answer. He looked away, he couldn't even look at me.

'How many men did you feed on today?' I didn't even realize I said it out loud. Torren looked at me with hurt in his eyes.

'You really think I went to feed on my people?, Diana Yes I went out to hunt for blood but not the blood of my people, Diana I was attacked and two of my men were killed, I made it back here alone with sir Magnus' he said looking at me with hurt.

'I.. I.. I didn't know that. I'm sorry my lord, I was...' I didn't even know what to say anymore. Torren listened to me waiting for me to finish but I couldn't, he smiled.

'Diana, you are right to be angry at me, slap me again if it will make you ease your anger, I am really sorry for leaving like that and returning this late' he still apologized.

'I'm sorry I slapped you. I shouldn't have, my love' whenever I called him my love, it brings out the softest and romantic side of him. He smiled widely grabbing me closer to him. 'You're forgiven my lady, hope I am too'

I smiled 'sure. Do you know who attacked you?' I was concerned.

'No, but I am sure it's not Qarinah or any of her cohorts' he said sounding sure about it.

'Why wouldn't it be her? She attacked us once, she can do it again'

Torren smiled 'don't worry about it dear wife. Tell me, how did you spend your day? He didnt want to discuss his attack.

'I spent all day worrying about you' I said as I looked into his eyes.

'Did you miss me?' Now our faces where just breathes away from each other. My heart didn't beat faster this time rather it longed for Torren, I could hear Torren's heart beating faster this time. Was he nervous?

'Have you slept with a woman before?' I asked him.

'That's not the answer to my question Diana' he really wanted me to respond. 'I love you' I'm sure Torren didn't even realize when he said that to me but he didn't regret saying it.

'put your hands on me Torren' as I said it I moved my face to enclose the little space that kept our lips inches away. Torren brushed his lips on mine before he finally locked it on mine in a deep kiss that sent shivers to my spine.

Torren pulled off my dress slowly and caressed every part of my body passionately. He kissed and caressed me before he finally made his way into me. Every bit of his touch made my heart flutter and sent goose bumps to my body. I called out his name and moaned quietly with pleasure.

It was that night that we consummated our marriage after weeks of getting married. After that, I slept off in Torren's arms, my head comfortably placed on his chest.