Serpent Lake amar

i could honeymoon in every season with you, she teased softly. a humming sound in the back of her throat.

she already thought of next year! as if it had not been what felt like just yesterday that she bore him two royals. what could she say?

nature ran through her wild veins.

we should see it when my own spring has arrived. there was some sort of devious delight within her gaze.