Sable's Point Of View
'Ah, Raihne... This is why I can't get enough of you...'
He was visibly trembling, and I could guarantee, that it wasn't out of excitement. His eyes shifted every which way, and he honestly looked like he was going to throw up, any minute now.
"Sable, what are you saying? That's not something you just do on a whim, Y'know?" He exclaimed, barely able to restrain his panic.
"Raihne, you don't think I know that? Seriously? I'm prepared to spend the rest of my life at your side. Are you prepared to do the same?" I asked, pointedly.
"Yes! But that's not the point. We have no idea what the implications will be, for mating with you. I'd rather not be blindsided like Ferdinand, and the others were... Shouldn't we get all the facts first?"
"Would it make a difference? Would learning that information make you not want to be my mate?" I asked, annoyed.
"Well, no... But I'd be better prepared, mentally..."He sighed.
