Faces painted in the sand
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To be in her life? That was all he ever wanted, starting from the moment his silver eyes had met her striking amber eyes. Her arm, wrapped around his, felt so right, like they were meant to be together. He looked down at their intertwined arms, seeing the sight several years in the future. Davyn's throat went dry at the thought, hoping, to every god and goddess out there who would listen, that the sight would be one he would see for years into the future.


When her soft words reached his ears, Davyn puffed up his chest, overjoyed that she liked the setting. Her approval made him that much happier to have chosen this spot for his den. He helped her down into the warmth of the den, sighing slightly in relief as he stepped down behind her. The coals from the night before were still glowing, so it wasn't that hard to get the fire crackling again; a little kindling and a small log, and the fire cracked, smoke filtering up through the opening in the roof. Davyn moved a pot over to a stone next to the fire, water making it heavy as he added the necessary leaves and spices to create a tea he hoped she would like.


"If you like, you can get the mugs ready. I don't know how you like your tea; there's some sugar sitting on the desk over there." Davyn gestured towards the desk, completely content with having her in his home; it was like she belonged there.


As the water heated up, he sat back, content to watch her investigating his home, watching her pixie-like figure with fascination. His eyes followed her every move, and he smiled, losing himself to his future filled thoughts. He could easily picture her living here with him, falling asleep in his arms, her presence filling the den with light. Davyn knew that she had caught his heart, and she could have it; it was nothing with him—with her, he felt complete. He sighed. With Tala in the den, it finally felt like a home, finally felt completely finished. She was the missing link, in so many ways. He just didn’t know if she felt the same way. He certainly hoped that she did, but there was only one way to find out.


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