Calisí;
I listen to the owls hoot in the distance, and a smile forms on my face as I shut my eyes.
"Can you hear that?" Avaren questions with his hands, drawing small circles on my bare thigh, and I smile.
I look up at his face… at his beautiful red eyes staring blankly ahead. A man without the sight he gave up for me.
"I can," I reply as my thumb traces just along his lower lip, and he smiles.
"The air smells like peace tonight." He says, and I nod.
"Describe it to me." He whispers, and I smile.
I wrap my arms around his neck and adjust into a more comfortable position in his lap as I look back at the council room full of witches and warlocks staring at us.
"The torches burn blue tonight." I begin, and he nods.
"A good omen…" He replies, and I nod as well.
"The council members are sitting and waiting for our guest. They are all gawking at us." I continue, and Avaren chuckles.
