“I take but one husband at a time and he is the only man I allow in my bed.” “What a strange custom.” Raksh frowned. “But you said your husband was gone. So why not have me in his place?” I blinked. Surely I was not so drunk to have heard that correctly. “Are you proposing to me?” “Is that what it is called?” he asked, looking intrigued. “Sure! I propose to you. With the marrying. Now we can lay together?”
