[Fervessence]

Sariel immediately pulled away at the touch to his face, not allowing the King a moment more of physical contact that he could help. The words spoken by the other made the fae’s blood boil. “I will never be your mate,” he snapped, sitting up a bit straighter as he glared at the larger man. The statement was preposterous, and part of Sariel still thought this whole thing was a joke, that he was just being toyed with now and would actually be sentenced to the gallows later when he was least expecting it. He’d never heard of such a punishment as the one Aki spoke of. There wasn’t even an occasion he could recall of his own kingdom doing such a thing, but then again, the fae royalty didn’t have such an issue; their family was large and ever growing.

“You would be foolish to engage in such an act with me,” he hissed again, “as I will guarantee you will not receive your children alive.” The statement was harsh, but as things stood currently, Sariel spoke nothing but the truth. He meant every word he said, determined not to give Aki what he so desperately desired. On another note, however, Sariel had only ever heard of humans and fae mating with no problem together... never. Children were a rare byproduct, and gestation often came with consequences to the carrying party physically. Even if Aki did continue, Sariel wasn’t quite sure why he would risk such touchy development.

He’d heard of fae being used solely because of their outstanding beauty and elvish looks, but the mix was still iffy. Sariel had seen friends of his bought off and auctioned by humans. It was disgusting to think about, that they were only seen as useful because of their appearance.