karma's a relaxing thought, aren't you envious that for you it's not?
Screaming at the spanking she received (and feeling a small jolt of heat sweep through her; had anyone ever touched her like that before?), Flora continued to theatrically flail in the dragoon's arms. Had they not actually been alone the queen might have worried more about the way her sundress had likely ridden up when he'd plucked her from the ground, but given that this was Torchline and it was Flora, it was easy to put the thought from her mind.
As she's readjusted in his arms, her legs tucked up as if she might melt if exposed to the waves, Flora felt her stomach flop at the ease with which he moved her, and it had her gasping into the crook of his neck to stifle the laughter that built in the back of her throat. "I will ban you from To—" She's starting to say, but then his eyes are shining with a mischief she knows all too well, and the last thing she sees before she's enveloped by the cool water is the sun bright flecks of gold in his eyes.
Pressing her face against his chest, Flora clings to him, her smile hidden beneath the salty sweep of the ocean. Bubbles float to the surface from her lips where she might have said I love you, or I'm going to get you from that. Either way, she refuses to let go of him even as the sea tugs the ground out from beneath them, knowing that so long as she's in his arms, she's safe.
As she's readjusted in his arms, her legs tucked up as if she might melt if exposed to the waves, Flora felt her stomach flop at the ease with which he moved her, and it had her gasping into the crook of his neck to stifle the laughter that built in the back of her throat. "I will ban you from To—" She's starting to say, but then his eyes are shining with a mischief she knows all too well, and the last thing she sees before she's enveloped by the cool water is the sun bright flecks of gold in his eyes.
Pressing her face against his chest, Flora clings to him, her smile hidden beneath the salty sweep of the ocean. Bubbles float to the surface from her lips where she might have said I love you, or I'm going to get you from that. Either way, she refuses to let go of him even as the sea tugs the ground out from beneath them, knowing that so long as she's in his arms, she's safe.
