AYLETH
It took some time to pack up camp, but both Falek and Borsche insisted. They would all travel back to the castle the next day directly from their accommodations.
Ayleth didn't ask, but she was glad to hear that she wouldn't spend her wedding night in a tent. That seemed… indiscreet. She glanced at Etan whose back was turned and admired the set of his shoulders as he leaned over to pick up a bedroll he'd just finished tying. Her heart fluttered and she sent a parcel of love and desire down the bond. She hadn't used it that way since they'd left the castle, but she saw him tense, then relax, and then he turned to find her with heated eyes.
They smiled at each other and she felt his surge of returning love and heat, then they both went back to their tasks.
