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In the young woman's mind, she was sure there was no other way for she and her mate to be closer. They were united, now, as many Dreamers had witnessed that windy day, sealing their joining with a kiss. For lips were the only things that touched, it was what determined the difference between friendship and true love. It was something that could only be shared for the one that captivated her heart, and it took a prince - or a knight in her case - to do so. Her hands remained cradling his face, breathing out a small sigh of content that they could lay there and relish in their love; to be swept away by their heart's desire with soft words, and sweet kisses in expression when words were simply not enough.

Silvano's words were gruff and strange to her ears, making them flick upon a head that had remnants of her flowery halo remaining in its strands. What didn't she understand? Her own brows furrowed as she felt him begin to shake underneath her slender neck. "Silvano," she began, her tone slightly shaky in worry for the male. "Are you alri-- ah!" The words of concern were quickly cut off by his sudden action, taking her by the waist and twisting her around and down onto the soft mattress. Though she felt the plush furs beneath what bare skin there was to be seen, a part of her felt slightly frightened of Silvano's sudden action. Her hands curled into her palms as she drew them up towards her own chest, a natural reaction in defense to an action that was spurred on by something the woman could not yet comprehend.

But when he kissed her once more, the snow white beauty felt saved once more. She was reassured yet again that her knight would never harm her intentionally, for it was his act of saving her life that had made her see the true prince in him to begin with. No prince had, and ever would, hurt their princess.. their one true love. 'Elle giggled, then, in reaction to his pinning her, believing it was just another playful romp as one pup might do to another in play. But that reaction changed, however, when his face drew away from her own, and huskier words whispered into a cream-tipped ear were followed by a rough hand trailing to her belly. The young woman inhaled sharply once again, feeling the warmth in her face grow and a tingling sensation linger where he touched presently.

The young woman swallowed visibly, blinking up at the man that now towered above her much smaller form. It was there she saw something more in his eyes, a hunger of a sort neither of them had known, yet behind her own childish eyes lay a yearning to know, to understand, more of that hunger. Powder blue eyes ran down the form that leaned up above her, just within a fingertip's reach, noting as his elegant, simple clothing stretched across his arms. Giselle knew he was not one for clothing, though she felt embarrassed to look upon his unclothed form since the moment they had meant in the valley. The Fantasia woman gave no opinion on the matter, though she was rather pleased that he had taken to an outfit for the ceremony that morning. She wondered, briefly, if they made him uncomfortable, though the pale woman felt the itch of the many fabrics that clung to her as well.

Cautiously, she raised a timid hand to his chest, placing it on his rapidly beating heart, and it only seemed to pulse more vigorously as she felt it beat beneath her fingers. "I would be.. grateful.. if you could help me understand," she muttered up to him, the request strange upon her tongue, for she knew not what was about to occur. The pulsing warmth from her face seemed to find itself flaring up in other places within her, causing her words to be as quiet and slow as her breathing. She loved the man with all of her heart, and wanted to understand his thoughts, his feelings, and his world. It was hers now, too, and she wanted nothing more than for their lives to collide like a wave upon the sand, entwining as easily as they could their own hands.

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