"As soon as we can leave we will leave," Zana's fingers trailed over his cheek as they lay on the wooden boards of the porch in nothing but their boots and her necklace. The sun was only just beginning to dip below the treeline but the world kept its warmth for now and would continue to do so until the moon took possession of the night. Her words were a promise for him though for she could feel the desire in him after the past few hours and the build up over the last week. The training with the guards and the way they had treated her initially had hurt him badly.
Her Dreadlord with the human heart.
"I promise," she didn't need to say the words out loud but she knew they would help him and ease the knot in his chest. "Did I tell you Lola invited me out drinking with some of your regiment?" she rubbed her nose against his. She knew she hadn't because it had been whilst he was away but she wanted to take his mind off of the negatives of the week and focus on the positives.