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"My apologies."

"You are impossible."

He chuckled. "I believe impossible is my word for you, woman."

"Azaren."

"Poppy."

"Oh, stop teasing."

His expression softened. He wrapped one arm around me and pulled me into his lap. "You truly don't know."

"Know what?"

"What happens when a mortal marries an immortal."

I blinked. "...Should I?"

"You become immortal."

I stared at him. "What?"

"The bond changes."

"It..." My voice caught. "I won't grow old?"

"No."

"I won't lose you?"

"Never."

Tears instantly filled my eyes.

"And..." He smiled. "Our children."

"My..." I couldn't even finish the sentence. Warmth bloomed through every corner of my heart. "We can have children?"

"As many as you wish."

I laughed through happy tears. "I wonder..." He waited. "Will they have cute little tails like yours?"

He sighed dramatically. "Woman."

"What?"

"There is nothing little about my tail."

A familiar voice drifted from behind us. "He's right."

We both turned. Asmodeus leaned casually against a tree, looking far too entertained. "I've seen it."

I buried my face in Azaren's shoulder. "Oh no."

"Oh yes," Asmodeus said. "Frankly, it's rather average."

Azaren actually growled. Asmodeus laughed. "I, on the other hand⁠—"