Disclaimer: I do not own Darken Rahl though I wish I did. I love Craig Parker, that man is too sexy for his own good. I only own Rowen Ahexil who is my OC. Enjoy the story! :)

Introduction:

The main door's to the People's Palace burst open, and a black leather clad figure ran inside, soaking wet from the pouring rain outside. She ran down the main hall, determined.

"Darken Rahl" she shouted, her heels echoing like her call for him. The loud clicking soon merged with a loud clash of thunder over head, "Rahl!" once again there was no answer, this frightened her, and he always answered when she called him. She slowly came to a stop, her breathing at a fast pace almost matching the quickened beating of her heart "Rowen?"

She turned sharply and saw him standing there, dressed in his usual attire yet held puzzled look upon his face. "Rowen what is it?" She ran to him and planted a kiss upon his lips; tears ran down her face. Darken Rahl kissed her back just as fierce as he held her close to him. Still very confused by her shouting for him, he pulled away and looked upon her tear stained face. "Rowen, you must tell me what troubles you?" he demanded, "They said that you were dead."

"Who?"

"These Balings, they said that they saw you in the Underworld! I…I had to come back."

Gently Rahl wiped away her tears, he knew of her feelings for him as well as her loyalty. "Rowen, look at me," She did as she was told, as she always did. He looked into her steely gray eyes, only now they resembled pure silver. "Did you kill the Balings?" Slowly she nodded her head.

"Yes, I did."

"Then do not waste another moment thinking of what they said to you."

"But,"

She was cut off by Rahl's lips once again capturing hers once again in a gentle kiss, "Hush now." He whispered upon her lips, his voice soft and gentle. "You are weary from worry and the stress of the fight. And you are soaked through and through. You shall sleep in my chambers tonight and I will not take no for an answer." He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and escorted her inside.

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Rahl was busy building a fire as Rowen changed behind the changing screen. He could see her silhouette as she removed leather fighting outfit; which reminded him of something that a Mord'Sith would wear. Yet instead of crimson/blood red leather, Rowen Ahexil chose to wear nothing but black. He found himself staring at her naked form, and yet again, found himself wanting her. He kept watching as she dressed, he could not pull his eyes away from her even though he tried.

She came out from behind the screen in a pair of Rahl's pants and one of his night shirts. Both were quite large on her small yet well toned frame. By now her waist length red hair had been let out of the tight braid it had been confined in. Rahl had noticed long ago that her hair was as red as the flames that she wielded, a lovely contrast to her silvery gray eyes.

"Better?" He asked as he stood from the spot where he had been kneeling before the fireplace.

"Much," she said softly "Thank you Dark."

He smiled, Dark was the nickname Rowen had given him when they were children. "You haven't called me by that in years." He said as he watched her walk over to the bed. She smiled as she crawled into the very large and comfortable bed. Rowen watched as Rahl undid each little clasp that held his tunic together. Once that was done he removed it, allowing her to see his toned and well defined chest and muscles.

Rowen blushed heavily as Rahl crawled into bed with her. They had often shared a bed, even when they were children if Rowen ever had a nightmare she would come and stay with him. Rowen could feel her face becoming warm as she laid her head on Rahl's bare chest.

Even though she had seen him without his cloths before, being against his bare skin was a whole other story. She snuggled closer to Rahl, his body was warm and she was thankful. For Rahl's bed chambers were often freezing at night.

"Are you warm enough??"

"Yes, very."

She said as she placed a very warm hand upon his chest, causing Rahl to gasp slightly. Then he sighed, as he began to relax enjoying the feel of her hand as it continued to radiate heat "You are, teasing me."

A sly smirk formed on Rowen's soft featured face, making her seam almost wicked, "You think THIS teasing?" She asked in a playful voice, and then moved her heated hand down his body, "that was not even close to teasing, my dear Dark." She said as her hand went under the covers, earning a gasp like moan from Rahl as her fingers wrapped around him. "THIS is teasing." His eyes rolled up into his head, and his back arching slightly.

While his hand was gripping the sheet as she continued her pleasurable torture upon him. This torture caused many moans of pleasure and ecstasy to pass those sensual lips and his breathing to quicken. Though she was not even close to being done with him, Rowen's lips found his pleasure point on his neck. Earning yet even more moans from the powerful man who lay beside her.

"OH you are going to pay for this." Rahl said in a very seductive voice, then without warning pinned Rowen beneath him; causing her to gasp softly.

Their eyes locked together, neither blinking as Rahl's face drew closer and closer. Till his lips were but within a single touch away from hers, "You are a saucy one my dear." He finally said and kissed her soft and tender lips. Every time he touched those lips it was as though he were kissing the petals of a red rose fully in bloom. Rahl's hands moved slowly and softly up her toned arms till his hands found hers, which now lay above her head.

His fingers laced with hers as he continued to kiss her, the kiss which soon became more passionate and longing. "You have been gone from me for far too long my dear." Rahl whispered as his lips made his way down her body. Causing Rowen to arch into his lips as he went further and further south; now lingering just above the belt line of the pants.

Rahl's hands went under the loose fabric of the shirt, pushing it upwards till it was just below her breasts. Now exposing even more of her soft and delicate skin to his wanting lips. Lips that every time they touched her would send wild lightning bolts shooting down her spine.

With every kiss Rowen felt as though her skin was on fire, it coursed through her blood, filling her with the same feeling as always. "Now you are the one who is teasing Dark."

This caused a devilish and seductive smirk to form on the handsome face of Darken Rahl. He moved up to where his face was right above hers, "What do you wish of me my beauty." He whispered in a voice that almost caused Rowen to be a melted puddle beneath this man. Gently she removed one of her hands from his, and then cupped his face. Stroking his cheek with her thumb, this caused Rahl's eyes to close as he savored her touch.

Her lips captured his in another torturously slow kiss, "Be with me, kiss me, and love me, for I am yours Darken Rahl."

Rahl's arms wrapped around her body bringing her close to him as he passionately kissed her, and once again claimed her as his.