Evie
The warmth of his breath as he kisses her hand threads itself into her veins, and the soft murmur of his gratitude inspires a contrasting it powerful certainty that sits heavy in her limbs. But her heart is light, and her fingers brush against his lips and curl beneath his jaw before he can pull back. “Of course,” she murmurs, because she knows he is still too scarred to believe in sentiments like ‘always’. Time is the only way she can prove words like those.
Their laughter is a little strained, a touch tired from heavy thoughts and worried minds, but what matters is that they laugh. The warmth of his tender kiss lingers even as his own hands depart to partake in restless maneuvers that Evie watches from his side. “Sticks, absolutely. Maybe palm fronds? Something really over the top, to mark such a momentous day.” Momentous in its lack of events, but that would only make it more humorous for the two of them.
Evie leans to meet him as his head tilts to bring their crowns together, two huddled shapes - shadow and fire - against the frozen ocean’s backdrop. Her own eyes close, because there are so few words left to say now. “And try we shall.” Anything else was simply not an option. Let this be the right path, she prays, and hopes that this time - with Frey’s eyes on her now - her plea is heard.
Their laughter is a little strained, a touch tired from heavy thoughts and worried minds, but what matters is that they laugh. The warmth of his tender kiss lingers even as his own hands depart to partake in restless maneuvers that Evie watches from his side. “Sticks, absolutely. Maybe palm fronds? Something really over the top, to mark such a momentous day.” Momentous in its lack of events, but that would only make it more humorous for the two of them.
Evie leans to meet him as his head tilts to bring their crowns together, two huddled shapes - shadow and fire - against the frozen ocean’s backdrop. Her own eyes close, because there are so few words left to say now. “And try we shall.” Anything else was simply not an option. Let this be the right path, she prays, and hopes that this time - with Frey’s eyes on her now - her plea is heard.
I'll be with you each and every night
Chasing that horizon in your eyes
Chasing that horizon in your eyes
