Cathain let himself free; he will never hesitate as long as it's her as he deepened their kiss
It's his empress.
The one for whom he had longed centuries,
The one whom he truly loves with every drop of blood flowing through his veins.
And she has finally begun to accept him,
Even if it's not true, whatever the reason is,
Cathain doesn't wish to know,
All he knows is his empress has willingly embraced him,
She has pulled him closer,
And that's all he needs to know,
Because he has his whole life chasing after her.
While Eleanora felt herself surrender, every hesitation melting away as her fingers clenched tighter into Cathain's suit, pulling him impossibly close.
His hand found its way to her hair, removing her hair tie to let her long silver hair down as he twirled them towards the window, making her sit on the window as the cold breeze of the night hit them.
Her hair flowed in the wind, glowing under the moonlight like strands of silver.
