"I am 'ere to teach." Fleur joked with a smile and flick of her blonde hair.
Chuckling, Fleur tried to image her submissive mate taking control. "Oui, you are welcome to." She smiled. "Eef you can."
"When we were little," Fleur began, reminiscing. "we used to zhink zhat we needed no ozher person zhan just zhe two of us. As we grew older and discovered sex, our mozher explained 'ow being a veela would effect our lives, 'ow we would eventually find a mate. I laughed eet off, zhinking zhat I did not want a mate to tie me down, I wanted to be able to 'ave whoever, whenever I wanted. Zhe only constant zhat I needed was Gabrielle." She turned to look at Lavender with a happy smile. "And zhen I met you and everyzhing my maman said about finding your mate and 'ow when you do 'ow 'appy you'll be and feel like a place een your 'eart 'as been filled all suddenly made sense. Gabeielle ees still a needed constant een my life, but I would want no ozher mate zhan you. I am 'appy you are een my life, Lavender. So very 'appy."
Chuckling, breaking off from her heartfelt speech, Fleur shook her head. "Non, no one else knows. I am sure Maman 'as 'er suspicions but eet 'as become a bit of an unspoken occurrence, but not an uncommon one, een zhe veela culture."