[Her heart hammers a little, like it does every time he tells her that. It's a rare thing, rare words whispered between them, and every one is more precious than a jewel. She doesn't reply with words, because there's no need.
Instead she looks him in the eye, her mouth just parted, a true and absolute vulnerability on her face, and she kisses him again, opening his mouth for her tongue.
When she's satisfied she pulls back.]
If I sleep, will you stay?
[He might not. He often doesn't, if he has other things to deal with.]
[ He brushes a lock of hair back from her face and kisses her forehead. For as relaxed as they both are now, there's still a part of Charles that half-expects another hunting party to show up in her courtyard, ready to pick up where the first one failed. ]
I'm not going anywhere.
[ It's comfortable in her chambers, with the breeze rolling up the mountain from the bay rippling in through the curtains. If she sleeps, he probably will too; even if he doesn't, he'll just enjoy the peace and quiet and the warmth of her body against his. But he's not leaving. Everything else can wait. ]
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Instead she looks him in the eye, her mouth just parted, a true and absolute vulnerability on her face, and she kisses him again, opening his mouth for her tongue.
When she's satisfied she pulls back.]
If I sleep, will you stay?
[He might not. He often doesn't, if he has other things to deal with.]
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I'm not going anywhere.
[ It's comfortable in her chambers, with the breeze rolling up the mountain from the bay rippling in through the curtains. If she sleeps, he probably will too; even if he doesn't, he'll just enjoy the peace and quiet and the warmth of her body against his. But he's not leaving. Everything else can wait. ]