Dekka only smirked at her, eyes studying hers in silence.
"I was hoping you could tell me," he said, taking another step forward, though he paused, the distance between had waned, but it was here he hesitated. "Because part of me, well, most of me, was screaming to leave. That I had been victorious and already fucking won." His lips twitched, another smirk tugging left. "But I don't know... something didn't feel right or complete.." his eyes traced her body, then he raised his eyes to hers.
"You see, I plotted this whole ordeal months ago," he began to explain, pressing another step forward, is shadow looming over her. "And I didn't think to calculate the girl I met in the woods might have found herself into my equation. I also didn't plan on finding her to be a rich and attractive woman of nobility either, and have since, fucking blamed myself for missing all of the clues." He reached out, almost touching the hair on her shoulder. then drew away, even taking a step back before he looked at her.
"I figured it wasn't right to just leave our story on that one, final chord. No, see, that portion of our story is meant for your duchy to share." his lips twitched again before he moved forward, suddenly pulling her into his arms and sealing their bodies together as they kissed.
"The point of this meeting is so you don't ever fucking forget the King of Thieves," he told her, eyes dazzling with play. "And," her ehe paused, looking quite devilish and charming as he held her to him, her body still merely in a towel. "I've wanted to fucking kiss those lips all night."