The soft hum of the city lights glittered like jewels against the darkened sky as Pyris and Seraphina stepped out of the restaurant and into the cool night air. The luxurious, cutting-edge building behind them slowly faded from focus, leaving only the two of them illuminated by the moonlight.
They both could sense the tension between them—the unspoken promises and the weight of their history.
There was a stillness in the air, but also a pull. A gravity between them that no political machinations could disturb. It had been some time since that fateful night when Seraphina had entered his life, not just as the Dragon Princess, but as a woman would unexpectedly become his.
