The mist rolled away and evaporated after the spell's effect faded. Eltanin picked up Tania in his arms. He climbed the stairs and took her to his room, her head tucked beneath his chin. His treasure… his mate… He was feeling heady with all the power that he had sucked from her. It was still cruising inside his blood and he could feel his eather pulsate around him all the more strongly. For the first time in his life, he felt that his true powers were emerging.
He took her straight to the bathroom because he knew that she wanted to take a bath. As he made her sit on the edge of the tub, he ran hot water inside it and added jasmine oils. He wanted to stay there and give her a bath, but he didn't know if Tania was yet ready to bare herself in front of him. He wanted to talk to her about a hundred things, but silence hung in the air. Once the bathtub was full, he sat down in front of her. He held her hands in her lap and said, "I can stay and help you with a bath."
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!