the quiet times

[fairgirlfriday]

Afterward, when Havelock eventually had to admit his limits and sleep, Freya draped them both in a soft red wool blanket. It was cool in her grove, even in the warmest sun, and she had no wish for her little warrior to be uncomfortable. While he slept, she held him close, listening to the bees working among the roses and the singing birds in the

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[thedogbotherer]

After a time he stirs slightly, his eyes cracking open. His lips curl into a smile as he notices her watching him. "Greetings, my lady," he murmurs, reaching out with one long, elegant finger to trace her jawline.

[fairgirlfriday]

"Greetings, my warrior." She smiles, leaning close to claim a soft kiss. "I hope you are well-rested?"

[thedogbotherer]

He stretches languidly, then slides his arms around her. "Quite."

[fairgirlfriday]

"Wonderful." She shifts, stretching a bit to fit herself comfortably against him. "You are spectacular."