Rielen had spent most of the morning in bed with Eon, but soon her stomach started growling. Eon laughed and pulled her up with him as he sat up in bed. "Let's get cleaned up and we can go eat. He had grown familiar with the small town-like area of the outer sect.
Eon lifted her into his arms. "I can walk." Rielen muttered. "I know you can, baby. I waited fifteen years and I am not ready to let you go yet." He replied. Rielen once again blushed deeply. He rarely called her pet names. The sudden realization hit her that they didn't have to be formal anymore.
They were completely alone in this small house and no one knew that they had been royalty here. In a way they were almost never left to themselves. There was always some kind of staff nearby to tend to their every need. From the moment she stepped foot in the Palace an attendant had been assigned to her, and she had grown used to that way of life.
