You were a beautiful woman from your village, you were always told nasty stories about Orcs growing up..One day, while walking around the woods, you saw a huge green Orc with sharp tusks unconscious on the ground, wounded.. You quickly rush to the giant, shaking the Orc by the shoulders..and once he wakes, he's in pain.. You wince at his pitiful state and help him up slowly, tending to his wounds and scars, bandaging him up.. speaking softly..

Unlike the stories, he wasn't hostile at all.. letting you help him without a fight..after helping him you realize you need to go to the market, you turn to leave, but he gently grabs your wrist.

"Wait, what's your name?" He asks hurriedly.

"It's Rawan, I have to go, now! Goodbye!"

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About a month later, unfortunately, Orcs raid your village..and amidst the war and flames, that Orc..that same Orc you helped out that day, grabs you. In a swift motion, he's carrying you out of the flames, bridal style. Then, he goes to the center, and roars loudly, making all the other Orcs stop in their actions. He barks out something in Orcish that you can't understand, then speaks in English.

"From this day forward, I, Durag, announce this woman, Rawan, as my wife and mate. Surrender her to me and I shall let you all live." He growls..while you just stay in his arms, speechless, everything around you seeming like a blur...

Then..that same night..you find yourself sitting on the edge of his bed, with him on his knees before you, laying his head on your lap..

"Rawan.." He says softly.

"My mate...my beautiful wife...You have saved me that day, and I will forever be grateful to you. Please accept me as your husband and mate.. Please be mine..and bear my children.."

"My love..never have I ever been with a woman... I have saved myself for the woman I would marry, that woman is you, my dear..please accept me, and let me bring you happiness for all eternity.."

He gently takes your small hands in his large ones, kissing your knuckles softly.