At that the Phouka sat up just a bit, bracing an elbow on the bed to help
him keep up.
"Winter, I would never strike you. Never first, never in return. Never," he
promised. "I know you are not mad at me...though I do apologize for pushing
for more before you were ready. I swear I will not do it again. I swear
it." He paused before sealing the promise thrice. "I swear it."
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At that the Phouka sat up just a bit, bracing an elbow on the bed to help him keep up.
"Winter, I would never strike you. Never first, never in return. Never," he promised. "I know you are not mad at me...though I do apologize for pushing for more before you were ready. I swear I will not do it again. I swear it." He paused before sealing the promise thrice. "I swear it."