It was a touch of hand on hair more so than the kiss.
Francis hugged the cute girl close among hundreds of thousands of onlookers including the royal families to the other three kingdoms.
He wondered why her beauty had never struck him so off guard as he did in the moment when he pulled away from her to gaze in her gorgeous, sparkling eyes.
It was the feel of tentative fingers across his chest, and finally, the murmur of "We don't have to do this." that caught both of them, ensnared them in this moment.
It was the gentle embrace of her king that left her skin singing and left her heart racing; never in fear.
Lili was thankful for her king's kindness, compassion, and for his attentiveness.
She wondered why his beauty only radiated now, here in bed with her, gentle and innocent.
Lili and Francis stood before thousands, hands clasped together as if that was all that mattered, years would certainly pass within a moment if they let them.
She nervously clung to her husband as they entered a castle that was not theirs to greet the royalty there and discuss important political ideas within the quiet confines of a small meeting room in a castle.
Lili never wanted to let her husband's hand go as they gathered around that table to discuss politics.
It was a simple kiss, almost turned greedy that had the two gasping as they clung to each other, desperate for this moment together, their first time.
She wondered how the years had flown by to this moment here with her husband; she was old enough to want it at least a little in the nervous fright that it left upon her.
Lili clung to her husband, caught up in passion.
Francis held her like a precious gem as he too felt the nerves of a first time though with how gently he laid her on the bed and how gently they made love, it felt like they'd always done so together.
It may not be their wedding night, not anymore, but they felt as if it was or perhaps was more meaningful to them than it would have been before.
Love had taken it's time to grow and probably would continue to do so as they held on to each other, cradled in love.
It was the feeling of another hand over hers on her stomach that made her breath catch.
It was the joyous pride and ecstatic hope on his face that made the butterflies fly in her stomach.
She too felt that nervous excitement over the eventual birth of their first child as she relaxed, just to feel a kick in her stomach that made them both smile widely at each other.
It was the squeeze of hands interwoven as she finally gave birth to their son that felt as if they were together and were one fluid force.
They loved each other and could see that in their son's curious eyes; they'd see it later as well long after he began to walk and to speak with them in just the way that their hands clasped together and the way that they watched their son play as a unit together against any obstacle.
Lili's overjoyed smile mirrored her husband's as they stayed side by side, looking at their newborn son with a joy unparalleled.