Under The Oak Tree Manga -

"That's not what I asked." He turned his head to look at her. Firelight played across her delicate features. "Are you happy? Being my wife? Being the lady of this ruinous land?"

Years later, the beast had conquered a dragon, earned a title, and returned to claim his dove. Their marriage was a decree from the King, a political bandage for the volatile Anatol region. But for Riftan, it was the fever dream of a lifetime.

"Because I am afraid," he confessed, the words tearing out of him like a dragon's roar. "I am afraid that if I touch you, you will shatter. I am afraid that the desire I feel will terrify you. I am a brute, Maxi. I have killed more things than I can count. And you… you are sunlight. I would rather freeze on the floor for a thousand nights than be the reason for a single one of your tears." Under The Oak Tree Manga

The first touch of her fingertips was like a spark to dry tinder. He closed his eyes, leaning into her palm. Her skin was soft, so impossibly soft. He felt the callouses on his own face, the roughness of a life of war, and for a moment, he wanted to pull away. But she didn't.

That night, beneath the shadow of the great oak tree that watched over Anatol, the beast and the dove finally met not as hunter and prey, but as two wounded souls seeking shelter in each other's warmth. The floor remained empty. The bed, for the first time, held not a lord and a lady, but a man and a woman who had chosen, at last, to be brave. "That's not what I asked

He opened his eyes. "You are not broken. You are the strongest person I know. You left a life of comfort to come to a war zone. You learn magic in secret. You tend to the sick when our healer is away. You are not a dove, Maximilian. You are an oak. You just haven't realized it yet."

He turned and walked into the library.

"No," he said, pushing off from the frame. "Go to sleep, Maximilian. It's late."