"Dax." Fey said as Dax started to walk back to his room to turn in for the night. He stopped and turned back to her.
"Yes, Fey?" He asked.
Her face was filled with nerves, he could tell she was worried about something. Before he had a chance to ask her what was wrong, she closed the gap between the two of them quickly and planted a quick kiss on his lips. She then retreated into her room and shut the door behind herself.
Dax just stood in the hallway stunned at what just happened. He slowly touched his lips with his right hand, the feeling of her lips was still fresh on his, her flavor still lingering.
He stood there quietly, just holding his lip for five solid minutes. The only thing that snapped him out of it was Drakie entering the hallway.
"What is wrong Magi King?" Drakie asked, seeing Dax stunned in the hallway. "Are you under some kind of paralyzing spell?"
"Huh?" Dax asked, not really registering what Drakie had just told him. "What was that Drakie?"
