5
The hour was long but joyous. I had never experienced such everlasting love as I had in the embrace of my love. After all was done I lay against his side with my head atop his chest. His arm was wrapped around my shoulders. My lover’s warmth comforted me in the afterglow of our love-making.
“How do you feel?” he whispered.
I rubbed my cheek against his chest and sighed. “Tired,” I replied.
“Nothing more?” he wondered.
I turned my gaze to him and blinked. “Should there be?”
“Perhaps there should be, but that matters little at the moment,” he answered.
I blushed under his beautiful eyes and turned away. He smiled and cupped my chin in one hand to pull my eyes even with his once more.
“Do you trust me?” he whispered.
“I-I cannot tell, my laird,” I replied. “We hardly know e
