Prologue
Le feu et glace. That's what the villagers called it. It was a majestic, beautiful place, but little more than a cottage. As far as the villagers knew, no one had been in it for years. However, if one was to look on one cold December night, the would see a figure in a reddish-gold cloak walking in the woods towards it. Although the cloak completely hide the person, it was obviously a tall, slender, woman. She walked with power and force, and yet gracefully and completely silently, like a cat.
She walked towards the cottage and opened the door without giving it a second thought or a moment's hesitation. She entered the cottage and didn't even stop once before making her way towards the stairs, cloak still on. She reached the top of the steps and immediately went to the door to the right. She threw it open and ascended another set of stairs. As she reached the top, the sight of a man in a silver cloak with his back turned loomed into view.
She walked silently, but it was as if he could sense her presence. He turned around and whipped his hood down to reveal shocking blond hair, handsome, aristocratic features and brilliant silver eyes that were currently staring at her with lust and passion.
"I thought you weren't coming." His voice was practically emotionless, but his eyes gave it all away.
The woman whipped her hood off to reveal a stunning mane of red hair with copper highlights, a beautiful face, and golden eyes with the same amount of lust and passion as his.
"How could I stay away?" Her voice was husky with lust, and she smirked and raised an eyebrow suggestively.
The man returned her smirk and they both rushed at each other simultaneously, as they kissed fiercely and pulled at each other's clothes, the woman laughing wildly.
This is my first fic, please review and I'll post more. Enjoy!