Scattered Thoughts

He had followed her silently, for as far and as long as she wanted. But when the sounds of his movements stopped, so did she. He spoke as she turned, his quiet words holding a surprising edge to them. Verdant eyes would study him for a moment, unsure of where his edge came from. Before she could answer, his gaze would drop and he would state the obvious.

With a gentle smile she would approach, closing the distance between them. The russet woman would bury her face in his neck, inhaling his intoxicating scent before speaking. A bitter chuckle would roll from her tongue as she pulled back to look at Aeron.

Her expression would change, becoming slightly more serious. Quiet words, spoke only for his ears, not that anyone was around to her. She would plant a small kiss on his nose, wanting to soothe any of his concerns. She didn't know what was bothering him or why. Her crown would tilt to the side, wanting to know what he felt, what had caused this and how she could fix it.