“Beloved? Are you ok?” Bel asked softly as Emma appeared beside him while he was spreading the picnic blanket in the clover field. She rubbed her eyes angrily.
“Just dealing with a minor setback with my pet project.” Emma sighed. Bel pulled her down onto his lap. He kissed her neck.
“Is there anything I can do?” He asked softly. She shook her head, more tears springing to her eyes.
“No. Apparently this Form is a blessing and a curse.” She laughed bitterly. “Or perhaps it was just a mistake to try to help him.” She relaxed into Bel's arms.
“There's never a mistake in trying to help someone.” Bel's answer was gentle as he ran more kisses down her neck. She laughed.
“I don't know Bel, I just don't know.” She shook looked at her hands in her lap, and then grasped his, twini
