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the eagle smoothed his lips down the back of her head as she came closer. normally now he might have begun his report upon the day, but he found his jaw wired with the enormity of the moment. at last germanicus allowed himself full surrender to the etch of her fragrance filling every part of this liminal space.

she preened the water from his fur. he gave a low rumble in response, an answering breath. 

the way she had moved had not been lost to him: ruenna had glided across the room with hardly a moment's stiffness. he wanted to comment upon it. he wanted to commend the medicus who had seen her skill so widely as to eliminate the pain from his wife's body.

but there was no time for words, no room for them. he capitulated to the same urgency, caressing ruenna softly. "i am very glad to be here" his voice was taut and throaty. and so he said no more, shifting here to explore her shoulders and nape with touches that almost trembled.