Be Mine, My Darling

Snap, snap!

The military duo stopped a couple steps in front of Ayse, following the noble's wordless order. But their stern stares remained locked onto Ayse's unwavering, cheeky grin. 

"Elven woman?" The middle-aged man lowered his snapping fingers. He stepped to the side, getting a better view of the woman behind the giant reptile and the cocky youth. "... You are in fact an elf. A beautiful one at that, my darling."

Aegri's eyes almost rolled out of their sockets with loathing. But she briefly closed her eyes to hide the obvious detestment. Till the man spoke again.

"Come. Be mine." 

"Wha–"

A hand muffled Aegri's mouth the moment she compulsively replied. Yet, while keeping Aegri from saying something stupid, Ayse kept his own eye on the absurdly arrogant nobleman.