[b]Sylvia felt desolated as Aranhil completely blamed himself for her words, her eyes wide & with tears as he vowed to be a better husband to her. A better husband? How could he possibly be better than the best husband she could have ever asked for?

Now thoroughly disappointed in herself, Sylvia buried her face into her hands as her tears fell. She'd been so selfish, & didn't think of how it would affect her husband. It had never occurred to her that he would blame himself. & poor Aranhil, he was probably even more confused than before, seeing her in such a state after he'd let her have her way.

"I am so sorry," Sylvia apologized, dabbing her eyes & forcing herself to look at her husband, "Aranhil, you have done nothing wrong. You've been so attentive & gentle, but I... I'm so insecure & impatient, I've been trying to rush our intimacy. I'd even convinced myself that you couldn't be attracted to me. I assumed the worst, all because I knew you'd already be sharing a bed with your bride if she were a dragon. Can you forgive me for making you feel so terrible?" [/b]