Far in the dessert airam after 3 days at the battlefield finally the enemies decided to stop the war. Still all tired airam couldn't get a blink of sleep with a head full of worries. She gets out of the tent. The dark sky with flouds casting a faint light over the desert as Airam lay on the cool sand, her mind still heavy with the worries . The stars above twinkled like distant lanterns, offering a sense of peace in the midst of chaos. Suddenly, the quiet of the night was shattered by the sound of approaching footsteps. Airam, feigning sleep, felt a rush of wind beside her, signaling an ominous presence.
Her eyes flickered open to find Liam, his sword drawn, confronting a mysterious figure. The tension in the air was palpable as Airam's voice broke the silence, pleading for mercy. Liam's protective stance softened at Airam's intervention, his words laced with a fierce determination to shield her from harm.
As the stranger fled into the night, Airam's heart raced with a mixture of relief and adrenaline. Liam's embrace brought a sense of security amidst the uncertainty. His concern for her well-being echoed in the desert night as they stood under the starlit sky.
The night enveloped Airam and Liam in a cloak of mystery and companionship as they stood in the desert, the silence broken only by the soft rustle of the wind. Liam's eyes, reflecting the starlight, held a mixture of concern and relief as he gazed at Airam, his voice a gentle whisper in the vast expanse of the night.
"Why were you out here alone? It's dangerous," Liam's words carried a hint of worry, his protective instincts shining through. Airam, still catching her breath from the adrenaline of the moment, looked up at him, her eyes searching his face for understanding.
"I couldn't sleep, Liam. The weight of the battlefield, the uncertainty, it kept me restless," Airam's voice was soft, carrying the weight of her thoughts. Liam's gaze softened, a silent understanding passing between them.
Liam's hand reaching out to brush a stray strand of hair from Airam's face, gazing right into her eyes. Those eyes he carved for every day.
As they stood under the canopy of stars, the desert around them seemed to hold its breath, as if waiting for the next chapter of their story to unfold. Airam looked at Liam, his presence a pillar of strength in the darkness, his eyes reflecting a depth of emotion that echoed her own.
"Liam, thank you for protecting me," Airam's voice carried a mix of gratitude and vulnerability. Liam's gaze met hers, a silent promise shimmering in the moonlight.
"My pleasure, queen ." Liam's words were a vow, a declaration of unwavering loyalty. Airam felt a surge of emotion, a bond forming between them that transcended words.
In the quiet of the desert night, Airam and Liam stood together, their hearts beating in unison with the rhythm of the stars above. The winds whispered tales of courage and love, carrying their promises into the vast unknown of the night.
As they walked back towards the camp, the night sky painted with a tapestry of constellations, Airam felt a sense of peace settle within her. In Liam's presence, she found solace, a beacon of light in the shadows of uncertainty.
Under the moonlit sky, on the deserted road, Liam gazed at Airam, a gentle smile playing on his lips. "You look sleepy," Liam remarked, his voice filled with affection.
"Yeah, seconds ago I couldn't sleep, now it's hard to keep my eyes open," Airam replied, her words tinged with weariness. Liam's smirk widened as he teasingly said, "Allow me to carry you, my lady."
"Firstly, I am not your..." Airam started, but before she could finish, Liam swiftly lifted her off the ground. "What are you doing? I can walk," Airam protested, her tone a mix of surprise and annoyance.
"Yes, you can, but let me," Liam insisted, his smile unwavering. "I am quite heavy, let me walk by my own," Airam persisted, trying to free herself from Liam's grasp.
"You are not, now stop talking," Liam chuckled, his determination evident. Airam glanced at Liam, a blend of exasperation and amusement flickering in her eyes, before finally giving in and holding onto him tightly as he carried her.
"You shouldn't leave without saying 'see you' to me," Liam gently chided, his gaze softening as he looked at Airam, only to realize she had already drifted off to sleep. Liam paused, his eyes tracing the delicate features of her face, the way her eyelashes danced with the wind, admiring her peaceful slumber.
In that quiet moment, as Liam stood in the moonlight with Airam in his arms, a sense of protectiveness and fondness enveloped him, the night bearing witness to the unspoken connection between them.