Break Out

As he hoped that it would, the gift stole Dalila's breath away. The look of wonder on the mottled fae's face was worth the effort that he'd put in to find the perfect piece. No matter what Dalila may have thought about her position in his life or why she had such a position, the woman was important to him. She was a companion and lover to both himself and Siren. She had bore him a perfect child. She had forgiven him his transgressions against her and she did so with grace and beauty. There was a great fondness for her. He wasn't sure that he could call it love just yet, but it had the potential to develop if they would both allow. Chimera wasn't sure if that was in the cards or if it was something that the woman would even want, but the possibility was there.

Rusalka began to fuss a bit and the King watched as Dalila quickly and efficiently settled her once more. He had fallen into fatherhood as well as could be expected and it seemed that Dalila had done the same with motherhood. She was a natural from what he'd seen, just like Siren had been. Just like he hoped Aliana would some day become.

Having Dalila there with him, both mother and father curled protectively around their pup, it stirred something within the man. He had given Dalila this gift, but suddenly he wanted to give her more. Lifting one paw, the monochromatic brute gently lifted the woman's chin. His first kiss was a gentle brush of lips, but the second was with a bit more fire. A bit more force. She was too freshly birthed to do much more with, but there was no harm in kissing, was there?

"Speech"