Lake Rodney forge

tavina decided she had never felt so fanciful as when nala's arms were around her. her mind flashed to the palace, to all the spaces she inhabited, only in them each she mentally superimposed nala.

how pretty she would look there! and each night they would have one another, and — gracious. goodness. she was mad!

"i think you really will like her," tavina said with her mouth murmuring against the edge of the other's jawline. at last and more than a little reluctantly she pulled away. "are you hungry? i'm a decent fisher."