A/N: Written for Goldenlake SMACKDOWN - at fiefgoldenlake[dot]proboards[dot]com. This fic is sort of the partner to my other fic, 'A Losing Battle'.
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Why had he done it? It was stupid and foolish. Wyldon cursed softly to himself, rubbed his temple and leaned back in his chair. But for that one instant, he had forgotten himself. For the first time in a long time, his unfailing sense of duty and propriety failed him.
He still didn't quite know how it happened. He thought he had been in control, until he looked into her eyes – those amazing eyes. She hid so many emotions behind that Yamani mask. To anyone else, those eyes were unreadable. But he saw the world in them, and lost himself. So he'd given in to temptation without conscious thought.
One minute he was talking to Keladry, the next he was kissing her, whispering 'Midwinter Luck' against her mouth.