As the dance finished Elara released her arms from around the young. Her chest heaved from her heavy breaths.
The young blonde man smiled and brought her hand to his lips.
"Thank you for the dance my lady. May I say, your husband is a very lucky man."
Elara smiled and nodded her head, "It was my pleasure....You are a very good danc.."
Suddenly she felt herself being yanked backwards into the crowd.
Looking down she saw Gabel's arm wrapped around her waist.
When they reached a less crowded area he spun her around so that she was facing him.
"Next time you want to dance come and get me instead of finding another man."
Elara furrowed her brow and pushed against the arm that was still wrapped around her waist.
"That's rich considering you already had company! And he asked me to dance!"
Gabel arched his brow and pulled her in even closer.
"We have been married for mere hours and you already imagine me being disloyal? Tsk...you wound me Elara, that woman was just a previous.."
Elara put her hand up and shook her head, "Spare me! I was approached by a different woman out here too. She congratulated me then spoke of the time she spent in your bed! Now release me you....you rake!"
Gabel frowned and hugged her body against his.
"Please do not be upset with me. I am sorry my love truly. Tell me what can I do to render myself in your eyes?"
Elara shook her head, "I do not wish to see or hear from anymore of your previous encounters... if that is even possible!"
Gabel kissed the side of her head, "If I could take it all back for you I would, but I can not and for that I am sorry."
He sighed heavily, "However...I can do this."
Releasing her from his grasp he snatched a cup of ale from a villagers hand standing nearby and jumped up on a stray wine barrel.
The swarming crowd began to quiet down.
"People of Anatol! Let us share a drink in honor my beautiful bride who has just told me today that she is carrying my second child!"
The crowd loudly started to cheer and shout while raising their cups high in the air.
Gabel chugged the whole cup of ale in his hand then threw the cup on the ground.
The musicians started to play a very upbeat tune.
Gabel jumped off the barrel and placed a hand on the villager's shoulder who's cup he stole.
"Sorry mate."
The villager smiled and patted Gabel back on the arm.
Elara's face was flushed with embarrassment.
"Why would you do that.... now the whole village knows my personal business .....you fool!"
Gabel chuckled and grabbed her waist again bringing her into him.
"Mmm yes I am a fool...but only for you. There is no use in being upset Elara, for I have already told many people tonight."
Elara covered her face with her hands.
"Now let me dance with my beautiful, pregnant wife!"
He grabbed her by the hand and began to pull her towards the dancing crowd.
Elara's anger and embarrassment seemed to vanish as Gabel skillfully spun her around to the cheerful melody.
After three back to back dances she was practically begging him for a break.
"Gabel... let us sit this next one out please! So I can catch my breath."
He leaned down and kissed her panting mouth, then pulled her back out through the crowd.
He led her to a wooden bench then sat her down on his lap.
Elara wound her arms around his neck, "I thought you would have been affected by the alcohol. I was not expecting you to dance so...skillfully. I must say I am impressed."
Gabel smirked and arched an eyebrow, "Ah you see my lady the alcohol seems to make me even more of an advanced dancer. Or perhaps it was my dance partner that made me want to show such skill."
She giggled and leaned down placing her mouth against his.
He grabbed her face as she pulled away. Keeping his eyes on her lips.
"I want to kiss you until we both lose consciousness."
Elara's heart skipped. She wasn't sure if it was all the events of the day or if the pregnancy was affecting her brain. An intense ache of desire spread over her.
Running her hands through his hair she whispered by his ear, "I want more than that from you husband."
Gabel's eyes widened.
He was about to speak when Hebaron plopped down beside them.
"Congratulations lady Lachzion...this bastard has already told me three times tonight. Another baby Lachzion aye? Do you by chance think you could take a break from breeding with him after this child is born? I would like to try and catch up."
Gabel turned his head towards him and laughed.
"Nirtha I will have ten children before you even have one! Watch."
Elara scowled, "I will not be having ten children! Unless you are speaking of one of your other women or perhaps you are planning to birth them yourself."
Hebaron laughed loudly, "Here here! You have a sharp mouth my lady! I think we shall become very good friends!"
Gabel groaned while moving his gaze back to Elara's lips, "Go find your lady friend Nirtha and let me be with my wife! She is filling me with desire and you are not getting a show!"
Hebaron rubbed his hand over his scruff and smirked, "Perhaps I shall. But maybe you should take her somewhere else Lachzion. So you do not give all these other innocent people a show."
The giant knight then stood up and began to wonder back into the sea of people.
Gabel immediately pulled Elara's mouth back to his.
She stiffened, feeling his hands pull at her dress.
"Take me somewhere."
Gabel chuckled and picked her up before setting her on her feet.
He looked around for a moment then started to pull her away from the hall.
Elara arched her eyebrow when she saw he was heading towards the small stable.
"Gabel this is..."
He glanced over his shoulder and cut her off, "If you do not wish to wait it will have to be here."
After pulling her inside he closed the small door.
Elara pushed her hands under his shirt and began to caress his chest.
"I am filled with desire for you husband."
Gabel shook his head "Oh...fuck."
She touched his bulge with her hand then knelt down.
Gabel grabbed her arm roughly, "No...no. Get up."
She paid him no head, continuing to untie his trousers.
"Elara I said no get up. I will not have my pregnant wife on her knees."
