it's like the fog has lifted

They were almost opposites, he was the massive protector, strong and steadfast while she was a dainty healer with not a fight in her tiny body. Somehow they completed each other. Bornt to the same start they had only each other to hold when their father abandoned them and Deathbelle neglected them in her grief. Siren had been a tangled matty child, the difference now was night and day. From that nasty cur she had become this well groomed princess and Chimera was there almost the entire time. When she had been carted off to the Armada…

Mentally she shook herself as Chimera held her tight, they were together now and no one could take them apart. She held onto him and tried not to think about the future and what she had just done. Instead she wanted to bask in his adoration and affection. She had very few moments of true happiness and bliss and in the quiet of the forest wrapped up in her lover’s arms there wasn’t much to rival the feeling within her. Except the guilt that tainted her innermost feelings.

Her name on his lips as he held her Chimera broke the silence. He wanted her intimately like this all of the time, he felt the same craving deep in his belly as she did, which only grew with how she truly felt about her sibling. She had seen, more than that she lived, the ruin of consequence left in their parents' wake. Did she chance the mistakes of her ancestors? He told her that he would make her a queen. It didn’t sound like an empty promise, or the fake title she wore here on the island. Chimera’s Queen.

"A Queen?” She gasped in pleasant surprise. She his Queen and he her King. And much more physical contact. She couldn't help the thoughts of Dalila as she fell back into silence with her thoughts. She didn’t mean to hesitate, this should have been the easiest answer of her life. Especially with what she had done. She didn’t deserve Dalila’s love after all of this. "I’m yours Chimera, make me your Queen.” She tilted her head so she could reach his lips again and kissed him with all the tender sweetness she was capable of.

"Speech"