"Yes, we should get back. You need to get some rest to be able to fully recharge your magical energy, We aren't done in the city, yet. But I do think the worst is behind us. But let us move our bedrolls beside each other. I will be there for you. Always, of you desire it." And the yearning, the desire that she should so want this is so very evident. She could bask in the warmth of his gaze alone.
"Tonight, after our return from the city, I shall show you, if you are ready, what it means to be loved. What your body, mind and soul has been missing. I promise to cherish you Spring. I will not cause you harm."
Then I grin and say, "Well you might gather a bruise or two from training with me, but I promise to massage any aches away, and kiss them even! Also, we are going to work on your Elven, I know all the dialects, and you should not be denied that part of your heritage. Besides, the language is so much more beautiful than the common tongue, as you are so beautiful. You and the language are a set.
I laiss i-ferin thuiar
I 'wilith lim echui aur.
I mrethil peliar duiw laiss
Af filig linnol der' ennas.
Vi Ithilien, dôr lenthir lind
Gorain nesta velethril nín.
"Now listen to it in common"
The leaves of the beeches breathe
The sparkling air of day's awakening.
The birches spread the buds of leaves
For the small singing birds to linger there.
In Ithilien, land of the tuneful waterfalls
Wandering-together heals my beloved.
"The lyrics are good, but in Elven, it haunts you, and you can actually feel the emotions that the song is trying to evoke."
Then a serious look crosses his face. "Spring, I did not expect this, expect you. I never imagined I would fall in Love while doing a job like this. But then I met you. And all I want to do is protect you. hold you, kiss you!"
And then he reaches down to her and makes good his words with the appropriate actions. Kiril kisses her so completely, so thoroughly, that she feels lit up from the core of her being. He then says, "A'maelamin , that is but a taste of what is to come. Noe let us rest for today's excursion. And leet us live for tonight!
“What did you say?” she asks quietly, holding her breath. As he tells her, his mouth closes over hers and that churning excitement coils in her abdomen again. When their lips part, she whispers, “Anatea an orange hennyea...” And is rewarded with a hearty chuckle and a firm squeeze. “Antan órenyá tyenna,” his lips touch her eyelids, then the tip of her nose, one kiss for each word.
Friday, July 24, 2015
Unexpected love...
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