Camille's POV

He shook his head, more out of this rude awakening, rather than rejection. His chaplet fell to the ground, I laughed inside of me. My inner demons were roaring and cheering, once again my conscience warned me. "Yes, I want him to be my husband and the father of my child, after all, were we not meant to give birth and multiply?"

This question washed away the guilt that was bothering me. If he had joined this order right from the beginning, I wouldn't have bothered to bother him. I would have gone for other options outside but here he was trying to avoid something.

I glared backwards....