I'm Not Trying To Steal You

Archer's smile grew wide when hearing Demacia. The beautiful necromancer looked up at him with glowing blue eyes but he asked her, ''Do you want to be my woman, Dem?''

The young woman went completely stiff as she dropped the pen as her eyes went wide, causing her to turn to Morena. She witness the white-haired sister nod. ''He just asked me, little sister. We finally got what we wanted.''

Demacia couldn't control herself as her emotions as she quickly kissed him so passionately that it caused Archer off guard as he returned the kiss. The new couple continued until they broke apart. 

''What brought this on, handsome? Don't get me wrong, I'm happy but just surprised,'' she asked while staring at him.

Archer leaned down and kissed her slender neck, which made the young woman shiver in delight. His voice was soft but sincere as he spoke.