Reina had been grinning wickedly upon her Prince. The black rain had soaked her, but her Red hair seemed all the more radiant, clinging to her supple skin as she pulled off her tunic over her head to reveal her pink nipple and unblemished skin, so soft and tender it seemed surreal. Reina bent down and kissed her lord with as much strength as she could muster. When she broke their kiss, they were breathless.
"I've missed you," She whispered with her golden eyes.
Her words had been like honey upon Altair's ears. Tarring through the layers of frost that had gathered around his heart. He looked nowhere but her eyes, throbbing with endless wonder. He tasted her lips so sweet he found his mind empty of all thoughts: Of violence, of pain, of despair, of worry.
"Welcome back," he said, holding her so tight Reina giggled. It had felt good to be held again.
