Oskan and Thirrin sat on the bed together. Oskan stroked Thirrin's hair while she laid her head on his chest. They'd won he thought, they'd beat the Empire and Oskan was so proud of her. They were in one of the taller towers, Oskan had brought her up here to watch the stars and escape the noisy feasts and Housecarles celebrating downstairs in the citadel. Thirrin moved and readjusted herself to be next to Oskan, he put her arm around him and they began to talk...
They talked of nothing of interest....just small talk, but every time there eyes met they both looked away and blushed. Oskan's hand met hers and they didn't shun away they just held each other like they had always wanted to. Only 48 hours ago Thirrin had thought Oskan was dead, what a relief no.... what a joy it was to find he was still alive. Again both their eyes met but this time they didn't look away and as each second passed they edged closer and closer. Finally there lips met and they kissed for the first time. They shared that embrace for years to come and as each child of the royal house was born, love from that first kiss was given to them. The kiss that started a Legacy, The kiss that started Love....
