Duskfire Glacier marrok

she loved doing this to him.

there was power in the way her blood surged and her head grew feather light. the caress of her nails upon his arm, the beating warmth of her breath. she knew what it did to him, saw it in his eyes, and she wished she could pocket this feeling and keep it for an eternity.

shimmering eyes, bouncing back up to look at him. a smile began to stretch across her lips.

darukaal will rise, and i'll give you many sons to pass on our name, her touch lingered upon his wrist. her tone was light, almost dreamy, caught in a whisper. i'll give you everything too, faust.