Loriel felt her hair smelled different when he was spooning her. Her long hair was messy but smelled great, it actually made his penis hard again. If he didn't know she was tired, Loriel would have already initiated the second round.

He closed his eyes and tried to focus his mind to think about mundane things. Maybe he should think about their ugly cat, Brick. So, he could stop thinking about sex with Elise.

"Ugh..." He didn't realize he was growling in frustration.

Elise turned around and looked him in the eye. Her face flushed red and she was looking really shy. Her voice wavered when she asked him what happened.

"Are you having your headache again?" she asked him attentively.

Oh, no. She hoped his migraine didn't return after they had sex. This might deter Loriel from doing it with her again.

Loriel shook his head and smiled sheepishly. His body wanted another round but his mind was holding back.

"I am fine," he said. "How about you? Are you okay?"

Elise nodded. "Thank you. I feel good. It was... fun."

She lowered her gaze again and her eyes caught sight of his towering manhood down there. She gulped. Did this mean he wanted to do it again?

Loriel realized where her gaze was directed. He turned around and climbed down the bed. The man took a night robe from the dresser and put it on.

"It was fun, yes," he agreed. The man then took a wet towel and gave it to her to clean herself up. "Take this. I will change the sheets. So we can sleep."

Elise took the towel shyly. She realized her husband still loved clean and tidy. She wiped her body and then took a night robe from the dresser too and put it on. She did it quickly so she could help Loriel with tidying their sheet.

The bed looked like a mess now, but secretly Elise loved it. It was a testament to their first night together as husband and wife.

She subconsciously rubbed her belly and hoped she would soon become pregnant.

"Let me do it," she offered and tried to take the new sheet from Loriel's hand. The man shook his head and motioned Elise to sit.

"You can make me tea if you want to do something. I will fix the bed."

"Oh.. okay," said Elise. She took a teapot from the corner of the room and filled it with water from the jug and poured some tea.

Then she wrapped the teapot with both hands. Soon, the water became hotter and hotter and finally boiled. The smell of nice tea wafted in the chamber.

Loriel furrowed his brows. He was focusing his attention on the sheet and didn't notice what Elise was doing. He didn't see her leave the chamber, yet she already had tea with her?

They didn't have a stove to boil water in this chamber, did they?

"Where did you get hot water?" The man turned to Elise and asked her with narrowed eyes.

Elise's heart skipped a beat.

"I made it..." she finally said.

"How?" Loriel became confused. How could someone make hot water in this chamber?

Elise realized there was no need to keep hiding her powers since they would spend their lives together. Sooner or later, Loriel would know.

She held the teapot with her left hand and her right hand waved gently to create a small fireball on the tip of her index finger.

"With this..." Elise replied.

Loriel was standing in his place looking surprised. He looked at the fireball on her hand in awe. Much to Elise's relief, the man didn't look scared or annoyed. Loriel just nodded and then waved back. "Okay."

Then he went back to what he was doing, removing the damp sheet and replaced it with a new and fresh one. He didn't seem to think it was such a big deal that his wife could create fire out of nowhere and used it to make him tea.

Slowly, a smile curved up on Elise's beautiful face. She was relieved because Loriel didn't act weird when he saw what she could do.

She was a powerful witch from the most powerful wizard family in Atlantea. She studied magic under her grandmother and father and there was so much that she could do.

Even though she looked meek and shy, Elise could actually protect herself well from any enemies.

She didn't need a knight in shining armor to save her from distress. However, she liked to make her husband think that he was the strong one between them.