[If she had wed Laenor, she is likely still a maid, or close enough to count. Their night in the brothel is still likely fresh in his mind. All he can remember is burning disappointment, a distaste for his impotence, a roiling, wild hate. He hasn't felt like that in years. Laena had calmed him, his daughters had calmed him, and he means to show her the man he is now, keen and controlled, a warrior and a king by all rights. First impressions are important. He means to make her swoon.]
[The kiss is a heady thing, his hands on her face, clutching her close. His tongue darts between her lips, tasting her, hopefully overwhelming her. He wants her to know what she is wanted. This is important for tactical reasons, and not just his ego. His ego is a tertiary concern at least. Really.]
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[The kiss is a heady thing, his hands on her face, clutching her close. His tongue darts between her lips, tasting her, hopefully overwhelming her. He wants her to know what she is wanted. This is important for tactical reasons, and not just his ego. His ego is a tertiary concern at least. Really.]