just one night couldn't be so wrong

“I’ll treat it with all the care I'm able” he promised her softly. He was a lost warrior, wandering through the world with no drive. This tempress had brushed through his life like a hurricane, but he did not regret it for even a moment. She was a powerful woman, who deserved to be wooed, and treasured.

It hurt to see her wounds, but he was treasured she felt comfortable enough to show them. Her tears and her words spoke of a desire for a balm to her wounds. “Will you tell me about yourself, my Temptress? Of your life, your world?”