these passing moments with you

She felt him adjust their pace over the ice. Coming to a slow and graceful stop. Every point of contact with him was warm and safe as he spoke his realization out loud. The way the moonlight framed his face and the blue light from below lit his features, was almost otherworldly and magical. She smiled and squinted her eyes at his sweet kiss landing on her nose. She let out a pleased sound in a wistful sigh.

To hear him say the words was typically different than when things played out. She knew his penchant for control. His steadfast security and quick decision-making helped her feel secure in her own way. Though the potential of his word had already been displayed from earlier tonight.

Her gilded gaze tilted with her head as he spoke. He was earnest, he was intending to make her equal to him in every way. They had their strengths, and she knew without a shadow of a doubt he would still overpower her if he chose to. She had to admit the title of Queen honestly scared her. She had grown comfortable and complacent in the role she had occupied already. To become Queen... felt like being on a pedestal too high for her. Worried like Icarus she would get too close to the sun. Was it the decision-making she was worried about? Or the lives that her decisions would affect? More than they already do? That look of fear washed over her features before she swallowed to steady her nerves and speak up, her claws dug into his fur more than just to keep her steady on the slippery ice.

"Then... what of Teegra? What if... What if I'm an awful queen? What if MY decisions are the wrong ones?" She asked, echoing the very conversation that started their night back at him. Her face then thudded against his chest, was she ready for such a change as this? Would he catch her if she fails? Would he keep her if she falters?

"Basilisk" | "Ignita"