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In all honesty… he impressed her. A lot.

Her human had endurance that lasted for days. Every single time he was finished, always hilted inside of her as his seed filled her interior, and eventually her womb, he was back at it again within moments. Which was nice~… especially when her sensitivity adapted to him, and she could feel him so much better~. Enough that he actually brought her to orgasm, without using his hands!

That was impressive enough, but what really impressed her, was that he didn't stop filling her until she was, literally, full of his seed.

It took the better part of a day, certainly, but he filled her womb. That was heaven for her, as she had never experienced that before.

To be fair, she'd never really experienced sex before either. Not as a dragon, her natural form, anyway.

Even better, after he finished filling her, they… well, the degeneracy of the actions embarrassed her, but… _they cuddled _!

It was, in all of her absolute honesty… the best day of her long, long life.

And then, they had yet another new routine. One filled with affection, with sex, with breeding, with… with love. The first few days were mostly sex, of course, but after that… they talked. She got to know him, really know her mate. He told her of his life in the Lands Between, of all that he had accomplished since Grace first touched him. Of his first death, at the hands of some ancient trap in a catacombs in Limgrave, where a chariot ran him down after he used a special key to get through a barrier.

Of his further sixteen deaths as he cleared that area, killing all of the beings that dared attack him there. In truth, she felt the urge to go tear that infernal place to ash… even if she could admit that her beloved human was an idiot for ignoring the eternal poison that coated the ground in that area.

He told her of defeating Godrick, and how, after so many attempts, the 'Lord of all that is Golden' was honestly a let down with how easy he was to defeat. He spoke of visiting the Caelid Wilds, and of how a 'tyrannosaurus fido' turned him into a chew toy. Of how he fought, clawed and struggled his way through that wretched place, until he had stumbled upon Radahn's castle.

She couldn't help but giggle at his depiction of riding Torrent, his eternally trustworthy companion, across a bridge, only to be blown off it by a trebuchet's munitions.

He spoke of fighting Radahn, and of how he had died over a hundred times fighting the colossal General, before finally reigning victorious. The pride he felt, she shared, as General Radahn was truly a worthy foe.

She fought not to be jealous as he spoke about his first romantic interest here in the Lands Between. Of how he first met her, Millicent, when exploring the Aeonia Swamp. How he then helped her. He was… sad, when discussing her. She found that, surprisingly… it wasn't too hard to not be jealous of her.

Especially when he told her of their first 'intimate' moments, where both of them forgot to consider the effects of the Scarlet Rot… or the 'STD from Hell', as her beloved called it.

That assuaged all of her jealousies.

Then he spoke of the Liurnia Lakes, and his complaints of not clearing that area first, before Caelid, had her cackling. Truly, her beloved was an idiot… but he was her idiot, and she loved him all the more for it. He spoke of Rennala, and of how her mind had been ruined by the actions of her ex… a term she personally found suitably apt for describing a past romance.

After that, he spoke of fighting his way through the Ruin-Strewn Precipice, of the pains of fighting a magma wyrm, barefoot, and then… he spoke of seeing her.

And how his entire world shifted as, much like the romances spoken of in legend, how he had fallen in love at first sight. She… well, the vocal admission that he loved her, the first time he directly said it, had her blushing furiously… despite their numerous carnal encounters.

Then he spoke of going the other way to reach the Altus Plateau, which had her groaning in embarrassment as… she'd frankly forgotten that there were two ways to this location. She was both alarmed and proud of his description of fighting a legendary shade, then Morgott, then gargoyles, Night Cavalry, giant undead, golems, then of the perils of fighting in the Mountaintops of the Giants whilst barefoot.

This was what had her alarmed, by the way, not his having fought numerous powerful foes. That was expected of her mate. No, she was just alarmed because he was such an idiot!

“Our children better not get that trait from you," she muttered, furrowing her brow in distaste at the very thought.

Of course, she hadn't been aware she had spoken aloud until she saw her beloved human staring at her with open-mouthed shock. When it clicked what she had said… she couldn't recall a time where she'd felt more embarrassed… though she pretended that she had meant to say that aloud.

The brilliant, ecstatic smile that she got from her beloved made it all worth it in her eyes.

He continued his tale, each one being more outlandish than the last, though she knew that he was speaking nothing but the truth to her. Nothing, however, was as outlandish as his admittance that, once again, he had been led astray by his dick.

Mostly because the other individual, the partner in his foolish endeavor, was Malenia. Apparently, he had made a bet with her that, no matter how many attempts it took, he would defeat her. And, when he did… they'd 'fuck', as he so eloquently put it.

She told him to just not tell her the details of him sticking his dick in nasty things.

Mentally, she re-iterated to herself that their children had better not inherit their father's limitless stupidity!

Then, after fighting Mohgwyn, and many other adversaries… he told her of fighting the Fire Giant. The last Fire Giant. And defeating him.

And that was when he stopped, and focused on 'farming Runes', as illogical as that sounded. The instant he gained the most power he possibly could… he came back to her.

After learning so much about his own past, his own hardships and struggles… his own lost loves, as he spoke of the fate that befell Millicent, well… she couldn't deny him the same trust.

So, she spoke about him. How they met, of his strength, his courage, of how close he came to claiming the Elden Throne… and of how he threw it all away when he surrendered his mind to the Frenzied Flame, all for the sake of a woman… a woman that wasn't her.

Even as she remembered her darkest moments, with him, her beloved human… she found that they did not hurt so bad. She was still furious, make no mistake. However… she found comfort in his presence, a comfort she had not felt for millennia before.

Truly, those days, those months, spent with him in that clearing after they had laid bare their hearts to each other… they were the best she ever had.

[=]

“I need to burn the Erdtree," he told her, seemingly randomly, one day. She stilled, her heart sinking. She had… hoped, that he wouldn't. It had cost her her last love… even if she could admit that he had never truly loved her in return.

“I see," she stated, her voice neutral. He gave her a wan smile. “Very well then."

To her surprise… he shook his head at her. “If you don't want me to, I won't," he informed her… and her heart skipped a beat.

Slowly, she turned her gaze away from the Liurnia Lakes to look at him. She swallowed. “You would… give up the Elden Throne?" she asked, her disbelief evident.

Her beloved chuckled. “For you and your happiness?" he asked, causing her to flinch. He shrugged, looking back out over the cliff. “In a heartbeat. Make no mistake, my love… when it comes to me and what I want, you and your happiness are second to none."

She was reminded then, of just why she loved her human so.

And why it was so painful to do as she did.

“Do it," she told him, her gaze hard as she met his own. “Burn the Erdtree. Claim the Elden Throne. Just… come back to me."

His smile was warm. “Nothing could keep me away," he swore.

[=]

It was not long after he left that the Erdtree burned.

In truth, she found the sight… horrifically beautiful. To see such an impressive sight, on fire, filled her with a sense of… humbleness. And, after she adapted to seeing such a sight, the meaning behind it clicked.

He had done it.

Her love, her beloved human, he who is to be the father of her children… he had done it. He had made the sacrifice that he had not been able to. He…

He would come back to her.

[=]

It wasn't instant, his return. At first, that worried her. Then, however… she realized that there was truly no need for her to worry. He had promised, so he would return.

And return he did, near a year after he had left.

His expression was haunted, as she had known it would be. None who sacrificed what he had could claim to be unaffected… but all the same, he had come back to her.

They didn't speak, when he returned. They didn't need to. She coiled her body around him, and he clung to her, trembling and shaking. Her heart ached for him… and she cursed this foul existence for demanding such a horrid thing from her beloved human.

So, she did what she could to take his mind away from that, from his Sin… his true Sin, not what the Fingers would say his Sin was. That started with her speaking finally, telling him that she had found a few names… and that now, they just needed to create the ones that would fill these names.

Her idiot love hadn't understood, not immediately. Then, however, she had presented herself to him, as silly a sight that likely was given their size disparity. But he got the message then, and like someone had flicked a switch inside him, he became excited! And that pleased her like nothing else.

Well, nothing else except her womb being filled with intent this time.

And they had another few months of bliss… though it could not last, as things like this never could.

[=]

“After I claim the throne," he began, rather abruptly as they watched the stars above them. She turned her head to look at him, curiosity suffusing her. It wasn't in question that he would claim the throne now… she didn't know that it ever was, in truth. He would not be giving up, even should the Grace choose to cease guiding him. That was just as he was.

And she loved him all the more for it.

“After you claim the throne," she pressed, causing him to chuckle.

Then he took a deep breath, letting it out in a heavy sigh. “After I claim the throne," he continued, his voice slow, methodical. “I… will be leaving here. This world, I mean."

The world around her froze. Her heart pumped ice through her veins. Thoughts of betrayal suffused her mind… but she forced herself not to react.

This was her love. Her human. Her mate. He who has fathered her children… no, he would never betray her. She knew that in her soul.

“Where are we going then?" she asked, her tone mild as a test.

To her surprise, and no small relief, he sagged with relief. “Thank the gods," he whispered, shuddering. “I… I had feared that you wouldn't wish to come with me…"

A fierce, roaring torrent of love suffused her then. He hadn't even considered leaving her… as she knew he wouldn't. “You truly are my idiot," she laughed, shaking her great head in amusement. “My love… you are mine, as I am yours. That will never change. I know you will always come back to me… and if you cannot, then I must simply go with you. That, my love, is how this works."

The relief on his face was beautiful. Then he shook himself, humming as he looked up at the sky. “I would have it no other way," he murmured. Then he smiled wryly. “As for where… I'm not sure. It could be any number of locations, but… I will say that it is going to be a place far, far different from here. Far better, in some ways… far worse in others, I am certain. However… so long as you are with me, I have no doubt we will be just fine."

She raised her chin at that, puffing out her chest slightly. “Of course we will be," she informed him, humming. “You are mine, after all."

“Now and Forever," he murmured, and she found that she liked the sound of those words. Then he shook himself. “Well. Since my last fear is dealt with… we should leave for the Ashen Capital tomorrow."

She quirked a brow at that. “Leyndell?" she hazarded, and he nodded. She pondered at his words for a moment, before deciding that it didn't matter. “Then that is what we shall do."

[=]

She wished that she could say that she was of great help in the final battle. In truth, however… well. Her mate was by and far the most powerful being in the Lands Between.

He annihilated Radagon. Then, against the Elden Beast… well, she could defeat that slow monstrosity.

It was awfully pretty though, she could admit.

And here they were, standing before the shattered remains of Marika the Eternal… who was also Radagon… both mother and father of Malenia and Miquella… and… she shuddered, forcing that thought aside. It was far too confusing.

How does one impregnate themselves?!

… and why did that sound so attractive?!

She blamed the hormones.

“Are you ready, my love?" he asked her, looking up at her. She looked down at him, and smiled, nodding her head in agreement.

He turned back to Marika, picked up her head, and started to place it back atop her shoulders… only to pause. He hesitated, causing her worry to spike. Had they missed something?

“Er, my love?" he said, his voice embarrassed and uncertain.

“Yes?" she asked, drawing the final syllable out. He flashed her a nervous grin.

“So, don't be mad, but… what is your name?" he asked.

She froze, staring at him. Then she reeled back in shock and surprise as she realized that… she didn't know his name either. There was a brief moment of silence, before she reared her head back and laughed.

To think, she thought, still laughing. After all these years, all that we have with each other, all that we love each other… and not once did either of us stop to introduce ourselves!

“I am Lannseax," she informed him, once she got her laughter under control. He sagged with relief. “And, my love… might I know the name of he who has captured my heart and fathered my children?"

Her love gave her a blinding smile. “I am Jhon Rautio," he informed her, and she finally felt everything click into place for her.

To think, Lannseax thought, staring at her lover, her human, her Jhon, as he started to place Marika's head atop her shoulders once more. That all of this… all that has happened, all that we are… was the result of something so simple, yet so nonsensical as well.

Blind Luck.

Fin