I wake up with my new bride in my arms and a mark on my neck. Having marked each other, I feel closer to her than ever and I feel more powerful… stronger… as if nothing can defeat me as long as I have Emileen by my side. I pull her in close and she begins to stir, which is so strange as I never seem to wake up her. She opens her eyes, smiles at me, then closes her eyes once more, nuzzling into my side. I kiss the top of her head before making my way out of bed and down to the kitchen for some breakfast and coffee. Eliana is already in full on cooking mode, there are mounds of food all lined up along the counter.
“Morning Eliana… what is all this?” I ask, gesturing to the food.
“Morning Sir. Ms. Liza insisted on a celebratory breakfast with the newlyw
