[He nuzzles against her hand. Just for a moment. Just so he can feel that soft and warm palm against him, and have her know that the gesture carries so much weight.
They'll go back to the castle as dusk settles. He'll sweep her up to his...their room, and all that possessiveness she wants will be hers.
For now he'll keep looking up. It's nearly as blinding as looking at the sun.]
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They'll go back to the castle as dusk settles. He'll sweep her up to his...their room, and all that possessiveness she wants will be hers.
For now he'll keep looking up. It's nearly as blinding as looking at the sun.]
My Sypha.