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Talorgan watched her laugh with a quiet fondness that showed more in his eyes than anywhere else. There was something about the sound that made the world feel less sharp around the edges. "You sound like you’ve been under siege," he murmured with a small smile. "Biscuits and gossip...

Talorgan did look back at her then, if only briefly, and the sight of that smirk caught him square in the chest. His gaze followed hers without apology, slow and appreciative, before he forced himself to look ahead again. There were limits, even out here. "Have you been cooped up planning for...

"I am quite certain!" Talorgan replied in his gruff manner. Biersys actually pranced downstream. She leapt and extended her wings. She glided for a short while before landing in the water, which only came to her ankles. "If we did not find flowers, would the walk still be worth it?" he...

Talorgan let the kiss linger just long enough to feel it settle. When she drew back, his hands stayed at her waist, steady and warm, grounding them both before he eased his grip. "Definitely more your style," he agreed. He had first crossed her exploring the wilds with a blind dragon, looking...

Talorgan smiled as she closed the distance, his hands settling at her waist as though they had always belonged there. The quiet room faded around them, replaced by the familiar pull of her presence. He felt like it could belong with her, when before he had only felt as if he belonged far from...

Talorgan turned at the sound of her voice. The shift in his expression was immediate. Whatever thoughts he’d had while staring into the gardens fell away the moment he saw her standing there in that deep, impossible blue. His gaze swept her slowly, reverently, as though trying to decide...

Talorgan felt Ciraxis’s shadow long before he spotted her gleaming scales cutting across the sky. Biersys sensed it too. The dreq-wyrm rumbled low in her throat, a sound between warning and greeting. “Easy,” Talorgan murmured, though his own blood stirred at the sight of dragons gathering over...

Talorgan had been awake long before the sun finished clearing the horizon. Sleep had come in pieces without Faye beside him. It was something he had become accustomed to far too easily. He had spent most of his time sleeping in the wilds near Beirsys. He knew his mother meant well, insisting...

For a moment, Talorgan could only look at her. It wasn’t the shape of her body that held him; it was the way she stood so utterly at ease in her own skin, daring him to keep looking. He cleared his throat softly, a rough sound that betrayed his nerves. "Aye… ready." His gaze slipped away...

For a moment, Talorgan forgot how to breathe again. The sound of her voice - soft, teasing, full of quiet confidence - filled the small room until it seemed to press against his ribs. He turned slightly as she moved closer, his eyes following the fall of her hair, the shift of light against...

Talorgan’s gaze lingered on her a moment longer before he nodded. Then he followed, moving down the hall in silence. The boards creaked faintly beneath his boots, a sound almost too loud for a home like this, where everything gleamed and felt touched by care. He watched every sway of hips as...

Talorgan let himself be pushed back, though his chest rose beneath her hands with a slow, measured breath - a faint flicker of instinct beneath the surface, like Biersys stirring at the back of his mind. Her touch grounded him, but also woke that part of him that wanted to claim and protect in...

For a heartbeat, Talorgan forgot to breathe. Her words and her her touch turned the air thick, heavy with something that wasn’t just want, but a quiet recognition of what they’d both been reaching toward without saying it. When she kissed him, he answered with the same gentleness she’d given...

Talorgan’s gaze followed the motion of her fingers against his sleeve. It was an achingly human gesture. She had always seemed so strong and sure of herself that he hadn't seen the vulnerability. He should have done, he realised. There had been hints in how she described her relationship with...

Talorgan’s arms tightened around her just enough that she could feel the strength in them, not to restrain, but to steady. He could feel the tremor in her shoulders, the salt of her tears against his neck. Her words landed like stones in the quiet between them. For a long while, he didn’t...