Alexander and Cambyses spent the better half of the night engaged in making love.
Nearing the end of which Cambyses seemed to have given up all resistance, her body turning soft as putty as she simply let the storm known as Alexander do whatever he pleased.
And the man was especially fierce during the act, both because of the longing created after being reunited for so long, and more so because of the scare he had when he saw the silhouette of the burnt-down manor.
Alexander did not ever want to think he had lost Cambyses again and so seemed to want to mark her with his essence again and again.
And it was also because of that scare that when Cambyses uttered the word pregnancy, he had acted with such alacrity, wanting to sire a child with her as soon as possible.
Previously he had held off on that even though the two had been married for about a year because Alexander was fearful of all the risks that posed.