Back within their abode, Millie beseeched Marcus to seek repose. She then deftly secured her hair,


    stowed away their acquisitions, and selected a crystalline vase to house the lilies, adorning them with


    water.


    A trace of a smile adorned Millie’s lips as she inhaled their fragrant offering.


    Turning, her gaze encountered Marcus standing aloft the balustrade, his regard serene as he watched


    her with an air of quiet fascination.


    With a beckoning finger, Marcus summoned her, beckoning Millie upward.


    Initially intending to adjourn to the kitchen for some soup preparation after arranging the blooms, Millie


    now diverted her course, ascending as summoned.


    “What calls for my presence? Did I not urge you to rest?”


    Observing him with a ruddy countenance, she might have believed his recovery wasplete were it


    not for his lingering warmth.


    Marcus assessed Millie thoroughly; her hair gathered with a casual grace, a few tendrils gracing her


    neck, imparting an added allure.


    Even in illness, restlessness seemed to be his constantpanion.


    With a gentle grasp, Marcus guided Millie into their chamber.


    “Dearest, Lie beside me and share repose.”


    A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y


    Millie lifted the covers invitingly, a silent encouragement for him to recline.


    “First, rest, my love. I must tend to soup.”


    Nheless, Marcus acted with unwavering determination, scooping Millie into his embrace,


    discarding her slippers, andmencing theborious task of unfastening his attire.


    “Is broth essential now? Nothing outweighs the privilege of sharing this conjugal bed.”


    “You convalesce; my aim is to nourish you.”


    She rose gracefully, her fingers instinctively smoothing her hair, poised on the cusp of stepping out of


    the bed’s embrace.


    With a tender yet determined gesture, Marcus drew her back, his hands finding purchase at her waist


    as his expression elongated into a subtle pout.


    “Address me as weak? Unwise choice.”


    Discerning his thoughts, Millie hastily reassured him, “Such was not my implication.”


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    Reclining at her side, Marcus enfolded her within his arms, his touch a caress against her tender


    cheek.


    “Banish that word from your Lips; it wounds a man’s pride.”


    “Agreed, the term shall not grace my speech again. Rest, my love.”


    Relenting, Millie surrendered, cocooning herself within the covers and deciding to defer her culinary


    endeavors until Marcus’ slumber.