Bab 131: Scene CXXXI

The nose of the man cuddled to that of the woman's, who gingerly lifted her chin wishing to graze an apologetic spouse.

Content, he felt the nice squeeze of his chest relieve the trouble at her state, solely to purr some words of thoughtful... yet also sly purpose.

"Should I carry you?" — Aslak said, gazing intensely into the woman's umber hues. — "I can carry you, Fatædi."

Soft chuckle left Ewelina at the limitless man, ultimately cuddling to the side of his tough arm, ending his ideas with elegant essence.

"It would be inappropriate. With husband's limb, it suffices."

Lightly, she pulled him to resume their walk down the stairs, unaware of the tingles her sweetness provoked within a wild man whose instincts worked to their strongest while beside her nature. And yet... he followed. Conflicted as a longer time of wait was to go by before a night like those two in this humble granite tower could arise again.