"Darling?"
"Yes, Ikaris?" Sol answered, holding her to himself with his hand rested on her hip and his other hand being her pillow as they laid on their sides in bed.
"Will everything be okay?" She asked, and he took a moment, he took a real moment to consider how he should answer that question being asked from the most powerful goddess in their multi-dimension.
"I... will make sure we are, whatever it takes, Ikaris." He answered, kissing her cheek and relaxing again.
"I know you hate promises, but..." She paused when she felt his lips press on her ear causing it to lose the illusion and flutter.
"I promise, whatever it takes, I will take care of you, Ikaris, I'll protect you both, I'll protect all of you." He looked to the door just as Arla pushed it open and poked her head in.
"May I?" She asked, and Ikaris smiled and gestured with a wave that she enter.
