Stone Circle silverweave

reverie kissed him and his body came alive. lestan returned it, mouth soft then firm. at last he parted them with a low sound and a gasp, all of his veins limned in gold and moon and her, her!
oh! he did not know what to do!
he set his forehead against hers and looked toward kvarsheim. "let me take you there. you need to rest. you need — medicine."
he did not want to part, he wanted to go on holding her. but the responsibility of keeping her safe and tending her wounds; that fell to the people of the stone circle.