Arpious, still flustered and red-faced, could only nod slightly, her mind a haze of emotions. Runa's teasing kiss had completely shifted her focus.
"Come on," Runa said, turning toward the hut. "Let's go eat. We've trained enough for one morning."
The two women made their way inside, the lingering tension from the spar dissolving as they stepped into the comforting warmth of their cozy witch hut. The smell of lunch filled the air, a reminder of the peacefulness that followed their intense sessions. Runa, still smiling with that ever-present playful gleam in her eyes, led the way to the table where their meal awaited.
