Alaric stood rooted to the spot, digesting Hertha's words before the penny dropped. He hurried after her, "Hertha, they're newlyweds, basking in their honeymoon bliss. Is it really right for me to intrude and expect thanks?"

"There's nothing wrong with it," Hertha said.

"Every moment of a honeymoon is precious, don't you know?" Alaric said.

"I wouldn't know; I've never had one," Hertha replied nonchalantly, not slowing her pace.

"How can you say you've never had one? Three years ago, we had our moment, and that night gave us two beautiful kids," Alaric whispered, edging closer to Hertha with a mischievous grin, his words laced with an intimacy only they could understand.

Just thinking about that night made Alaric's throat tighten and warmth spread through his abdomen.

could make him feel this way. Just

with whom he never wanted a second

together just once, she had lingered

its sweet intoxication, would swirl in his heart,

heart yearned for her, craving even a glimpse to

years of flitting from flower to flower, Alaric realized, this must be

into the quagmire of love, unable

with his roguishly charming demeanor, seemed

breath on Hertha's ear made her skin tingle, and she instinctively recoiled, stopping in her tracks to turn

you mocking me?" Hertha

"How could I be

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