“Is this all right?” she asks.
He can barely call up words. A kiss would have been romantic. And he longs to kiss her—for real this time. Not that nonexistent peck he gave her during their human wedding. A real kiss.
But this...this gesture of acceptance. Of companionship. Of...devotion.
It almost shatters him.
“I need to let you go now,” she says softly as his palms tingle, “my fire wielder.”
She gently removes her hand, and when she steps away, he lets her go.
As his ring of fire extinguishes itself, his eyes lock with hers. There aren’t words to describe the feelings consuming him, at least none that come to mind as he gazes at her.
And as they stand staring at each other, the snowy tundra fades at the edges of his vision, and the sky grows dark before taking the heartlanding and Arisanna with it.
Once again, he’s alone in his bed in his chamber at Windhaven.
It’s Endearing
Episode 42
Thetrainrollsalongthe tracks as Rominy stares at the ceiling of their luxury railcar and waits for the dizziness to pass.
Stars above.
He kissed Elowyn. Not just her ear and not just a peck.
A real kiss.
It felt right in the moment.
Now it just feels awkward. He can’t even bring himself to look at her. Lying beside him. Sleeping next to him. In his bed.
He can’t avoid her, though. This is supposed to be their honeymoon. That would be odd.
Not that he wants to avoid her. The thought of being separated awakens an edge of panic in his gut.
Besides, it was just a kiss. She’s his wife. He’s allowed to kiss his wife. And she wanted him to kiss her.
It was bound to happen eventually.
He rubs his eyes, and the bed shifts beside him.
It was just a kiss.
“Rominy? Your heart is—”
“I know.”
He turns to look at her. The sun catches her silver hair where she leans on her elbow, looking down athim as she rubs her own eyes and stifles a yawn. With her sleep-disheveled hair and groggy appearance, she’s absolutely adorable. Gorgeous still, but it’s such an intimate view of this elf he married that the kiss doesn’t seem like such a big deal. Of course he kissed her.
Part of him wants to kiss her again. Run his fingers along her ears...
Clearing his throat, he looks away and throws back the covers, swinging his feet to the floor. “We should get up. We’ll reach Wolbourne soon.”
“And then we take a...what did you call it? A tram into the mountains?”
He nods. They used to take carriages, but Father commissioned a steam-powered car on cables a decade ago to make accessing the mining villages near the chalet easier.
