The rooms were immersed in a cozy gloom, where only soft candlelight flickered on the linen curtains and the books scattered on the shelves. Kael was sitting on the sofa, his head resting against Eleonor's chest, wrapped in her gentle arms. She entwined his fingers in hers, as if holding on to an ancient promise. Their breathing was calm, even.
"It's been a long journey..." Kael said, his voice muffled by the warmth of her lap around him.
Eleonor smiled, stroking his red hair with her fingertips. "But you got here all right. That's all that matters."
Kael looked up, meeting her eyes. "I was beginning to miss your lotions. Even surrounded by wonders and teachings... none compare to yours... that school is so boring."
She laughed, soft as a lullaby. "New languages, new races, materials, friendships, different teachers... and yet you think of me?"
