Cessi's throat tightened a little. She wasn't prepared to see Ashen like this, almost begging at her feet... The King that looked so fierce while killing two dozen murderers now looked completely helpless, and at her mercy. Why was it that he showed this part of him, only when the two of them were alone? Cessilia tried to take a deep breath in. She nodded, and, very slowly, leaned forward to kiss his lips. There was something empowering about making the next move, and knowing she was the one giving him this right to kiss her or not. Ashen almost seemed to hesitate, but very quickly, he recovered and kissed her back.
It was a long, tender kiss. A kiss that tasted like the rain, and firewood. Ashen's lips were almost hesitant, as if he was prepared for Cessilia to pull back at any moment. S
