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WC: 712. I can see Savina dressed up in old granny clothes and fur booties, going "GIVE ME SOME GRANDBABEHS!", XD.


There was something special to be said about the pair of them, as they lay enveloped in laughter and in one another's arms. Giselle saw it as magical, for her happiness could be seen in every form as her gaze shimmered over the knight. Her knight. She trusted him as much as she loved the mottled male - with all of her heart. He would not hurt her, nor would he make her angry or sad again... for Silvano would protect her. This was her dream, to find true love, and now she had it. It bothered Giselle as to where her path would lead her - them - next, for she believed that finding her true love meant she had everything she could ever want.

She fell comfortably into his own lap, her smaller form a stark contrast to his dark, muscular one, as her fingers toyed with the nape of his neck, winding around bits of fur like a slow and graceful dance. The petite woman could feel their heartbeats mingling in the quiet, and watched as the male's finger took a lock of her auburn curls. His touch was gentle, despite the more rough and violent things he gripped within those same claws. She had considered him near a beast once, but at present could only see the beauty that made the mottled male. The look in his eyes when he fought the man to save her life was not savage, but soft. His tightened, calloused grip with the sharp weapon he had clutched was the same hand that now gently brushed hair away from her snow white neck. And his studious face, which once shook with a terrible rage drew closer to her in a brief show of affection to her ebony nose.

A small hand fell from his neck, reaching up to touch his own that rested on her neck, feeling a tingling sensation wherever his fingers trailed there. It could have easily been blamed on the cold outside, though she felt as warm as if she were laying by a fire, burning sweetly in the hearth. At present, 'Elle knew there was no other place she would rather be, than within Silvano's strong protective arms, to feel him there forever. The thought of that word as it danced across her mind made her shiver, to know that a sense of happiness would last forever, to be able to see the knight's shining heart as a fortress that the woman never wanted to escape from.

As his hand moved, the sense of emptiness remained in her own hand where she touched his palm. Giselle let out a slow, drawn out breath as his hands made their way to the sides of her waist, remembering the night under the fireflies in which they danced. Soft blue eyes glittered at the thought of that magical night, a smile mimicking her softened features. Her face remained as such when she looked up at him once more, watching as he struggled to find an answer to her query. Innocent eyes blinked back into his own enchanting greens. There she saw long, soft spring grasses swaying in the breeze, and she felt she could easily fall into that warm emerald field and never need to wake up again.

However, the dark haired female awoke from her brief reverie to feel a soft squeezing at her hips, taking in a small, sharp breath at the gesture. The pale princess was unsure what the action meant, an unfamiliar feeling fluttering in the pit of her stomach. In an attempt to understand, she remained searching into the man's eyes, breathing softly in the scent of the male and the darkening room that swallowed them with the last remainders of light outside. The scent was comforting, and for a moment the woman's eyes closed to take it in, lightly pressing her nose against the knight's own. "Do they dance?" She whispered to him, as if attempting to keep a secret from the rest of the world. Her arms drew back from Silvano's neck, coming around to rest the flat of her ivory palms on his collarbones. With her eyes remaining closed, she found the man's lips once more, brushing the surface with only a feathery touch.

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