For the Drabble Game Challenge, BashKenna, happily ever after, for Dra.
"Bash!" she squeals as he flings snow at her. She wipes it away, fixing him with her best attempt at a stern glare.
"You've got a bit of snow on you," he teases, and Kenna is annoyed by how easily he fakes innocence. "Here, let me…"
She closes her eyes as his warm hands brush away the remaining flakes that cling to her skin.
"Better?" Sebastian asks.
She opens her eyes. "Better."
Sometimes, it feels strange to realize how much she loves him. When she had arrived in France, she had imagined something from a fairytale- a king who would take her away, endless wealth and happiness, the things that all ladies secretly dream of.
"Come on," he says, scooping her into his arms and ignoring her giggle-laced protests. "We should return to our chambers and warm you up. I hear body heat does the trick nicely."
She wraps her arms around his neck, pulling herself up enough to steal a kiss.
He is the King's bastard, and he won't take her away to some beautiful palace in a foreign land. But he is her husband, and even if their love is not the stuff of fairytales, Kenna is certain that Sebastian will be her happily ever after.
