Rogue was walking in the park when two strong arms snaked around her waist. Remy deeply inhaled scent of his beloved.
“Missed moi, ma Cherie?” Rogue smiled and leaned on Remy. Her back on his chest.
“Why should Ah? Do Ah know you, mister?” Remy leaned in and kissed her lips.
“And now?” he murmured in her ear.
“Hmm… Something familiar…” she purred the answer.
“You are insulting Remy, don’ you?”
Rogue laughed and turned to her beloved. “Ah’m just teasing you, sugar!” she kissed his lips. “Am Ah forgiven?”
“Maybe…” Remy smiled and got another kiss. “Cherie, you be de death of moi!” he exclaimed and passionately kissed her back.
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“Chere, do you have a time today for moi?”
“Sure, sugar.” Rogue answered. She didn’t miss the seriousness in his tine. “Did something happened?”
“Non,” he kissed Rogue’s forehead, his arms around her. “Just Remy needs t’ tell you de all truth ‘bout de Guild and de rest.”
“Okay,” she calmed down a bit. “Where would you like to go?”
“I have somet’ing on my mind.” Remy led her out of the park.
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“Wow, it has a great view!” exclaimed Rogue. And it really was. They were sitting at the VIP area of the restaurant on the top floor of the skyscraper in New York. “How did you do this?”
“Well, Remy’s got some ties,” he winked at her.
“Whatever, Swamp Rat.” Rogue rolled her eyes looking around the place. They were the only one in this place. From the big windows you could see the all New York. Black round tables were surrounded by red comfortable armchairs. The waiter brought them Menu and drinks and left. “So, what did you want t’ tell me?”
“Bien. Chere, would you like t’ sit down? Dis is gonna be a long story.” Remy fidgeted on his seat what made Rogue feel more nervous than before. She sat on the chair facing him.
“First of all, I need you t’ understand dat I didn’t tell you evetyt’ing yet because I didn’t want to scare you off and even now you still can cancel all dis.”
“Okay.” Rogue took a sip of her soda.
Remy took a deep breath.
“As you know, I belong t’ de Thief’s Guild.” Rogue nodded.
“Yes, you mentioned this before.”
“In my world dere are two leading Guilds. De Thieves and de Assassins. It was long long ago when dey were found. Nobody can really name de date. But one t’ing we know for sure. Dis Guilds were bound t’ each oder by our Godness, who knows everyt’ing about us. She warns as if de Guild is in danger or if simet’ing concerning us is gonna happen. (A/N: I can’t remember her name! SOS!!!) Each four years our Leaders come to her place any pay deir tribute. Everyt’ing went fine till de moment de War began. Nobody can tell or remember de reason, it was so long ago. But dis feeling, no, dis ‘duty’ was passed to us by our forefathers. Each child of de Guild was taught t’ hate de oder Guild and raised in dis war. My pere, he wanted dis t’ stop. Dat’s why he proposed de marriage. But I don’t t’ink dat dis would have solved de problem. But I couldn’t go against his will, you know dis.” Remy concerned looked at his beloved. All this time he looked at nothingness being afraid to see her scared face. But now he needed her support like never before. She was looking at him with her thoughtful emerald eyes word by word taking in his story. “Chere?” Rogue blinked and nodded like she was somewhere else right now.
“Yes, Ah understand. Please, go on.”
And he did.
“Now you know all de reasons. But Dere’s one t’ing you should know right now.”
“What is it?” Rogue worried asked him. All this time she was trying to imagine his world (and it reminded her of something she couldn’t remember). And after understanding all this, Remy not literally seemed to her like actually Prince of The Thieves Guild. And now she started to think that she can’t be his wife. She is not some kind of princess or even something close! He needs the real blue-blooded Princess but before this he needs to get rid of her… Her heart stopped. ‘Oh, God, no!’ He must’ve seen her terrified look and grabbed her hand in his. Her cold hands massaged by his warm ones.
“Chere, what’s wrong?” concern and fear in his voice.
“You want to leave me?” her eyes watering.
“Que? Non!” Remy in a moment was by her side. His arms around her trembling body. “Why do you t’ink so? I would never do such a t’ing!” ‘Only if you would like t’ do dis by yourself when you learn de trewth.’
“It’s just. You’re really Prince, bleu blood and everything. And Ah’m… Ah’m just…”
“De most amazing and understanding girl I’m happy to have as my wife!” he ended her sentence and lovingly hugged her and kissed her forehead.
“Then what is it? What did you want to tell meh?”
“Dere is a time-honored tradition; dat was put in by de Goddess. She made a rule: any male member of de Leader family of de Guild can have one and only wife in his life. He must be sure in his decision and has no right for mistakes because any moment he can become de Leader of de Guild. After de marriage de couple has two months to change their decision. Otherwise, dey’ll be bound t’ betoget’er till de end of deir life. Dis is what I wanted t’ tell you. If you have any doubts ‘bout dis Cajun you still have time to change your mind.” He tried to make a joke, though she felt his nervousness.
“Oh, so you want me to get rid of you?”
“Non! Remy just…”
“Well, then Ah don’t see any problem.” Rogue announced with confidence.
“Very soon dere’ll be no way back.” Remy warned her.
“So, what’s stopping you?” ‘She’s teasing moi again!’ Remy grabbed squealing Rogue and hung her over his shoulder and started to spin them both around. She doesn’t leave him. She wants to stay with him forever!
“Je t'aime, ma princesse!”
“Love ya too, Swampy!” now she was the happiest person in the world.