Along the Shoreline

She has never thought passion would be part of her life, and yet here it is. She knew that arranged relations did not have to be miserable; her Aunt Natalya is proof of that. And yet, she never know how refreshing it would be to be able to choose where to place her own heart. Raisa seems to be the perfect fit for her somehow; she feels drawn to her like a moth towards flame, and she wishes she could bind the woman to her side, to keep her from her own kingdom, but she knows that would not be fair. She fears that Raisa will be insulted, that she will not understand that Virgil?s heart needs to breathe before she can truly endeavor further into?whatever this is.
Alas, the ebony woman?s words provide relief. A smile quirks onto the golden woman?s features when a kiss is returned to her, heart thudding passionately within its mortal cage. ?I?ll make your wait worth it, I promise,? she tells her, offering another sweet kiss to Raisa?s nose, a gesture which seems to be becoming a pattern for the golden goddess. ?I?ll come find you in Ebony. I don?t doubt its founding will be soon,? she says, smiling softly at the thought of it.