wonders wont cease to amaze

He didn’t know why, but even as he relaxed here beside the beautiful Princess there was a clenching in his heart. The feeling was completely foreign, and felt like a far cry from what a love struck heart should feel. He knew this wasn’t about love though, not when it came to him. He was here out of duty, no matter how pleasant it felt having her leaned against him so close. The way she looked up at him though, and leaned against him so willingly. Avacyn made him believe that they could maybe share something real. His father, his mother, they had hearts big enough to love more than just each other. Surely he could figure out how to do the same with Ava. For his honor and hers.

It was a date. He was surprised how pleasing the thought of it was, they were betrothed; it shouldn't have been particularly exciting, but the innocent concept truly was. Ava tried to reassure him that he would have no need to steal any moments, that they were freely given. He wasn’t so sure that was the case, Albi wasn’t stealing moments from her, they’d be taken from Saracyn. "I’ll remember that,” he said without losing the smirk that played on his features.

Just as she was about to convince him otherwise, Ava lifted herself to her paws. He had gotten too comfortable beside her made evident by how cold he felt when she pulled away. Not before mentioning the reunion they would have in the morning, punctuated by a sweet kiss on his lips. She stunned the negative thoughts from him, easing much of the tension in his muscles. "Until tomorrow.” He rumbled back as he watched her turn and head back towards her den. He grinned as she glanced back at him, but as she disappeared from view his features fell and the brooding feeling returned. Albion fought it with the memory of her kiss, and the promise of tomorrow.
"Albion Baskara Klien"