“it is not that i do not desire the same as you do, it just…the intention is different for elves.” anarion did not even believe he would be put in such a position, to explain the traditions of his kin to someone who was not familiar. he did not think he would have the opportunity to even do those traditions himself…this was truly a moment of blind sighting for the elf. “the intimate acts are reserved for the wedding night, as, to our kind, intercourse is the wedding and in of itself. the most sacred intertwining of souls…i do not want you to tie yourself to me in this way if it is not your intent.”
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her eyebrows furrowed as she looked at him head cocked as she studied him. “what do you mean?” she asked licking her lips as she bit the inside of her lower lip. isiliel knew of course that elves had different traditions than her own. that much was obvious. her eyes widened slightly when he said it was saved for their wedding night. “oh.” she said softly head cocked as she considered everything he was saying. “do you want to tie yourself to me like that?” she asked softly chewing on the inside of her lip wondering if this would be worse being tied to her husband in any sense more than the human marriage ceremony. she liked anarion and hoped he liked her as much as she did him. spending her life with him was not something she would complain about.