"So…you know you need to tell my father." Rahzel remarked as she was pondering the direction in which she had taken them. It wasn't as if she had gotten them lost, it was just things where never where they should be! It wasn't her fault that the world moved against her wishes.

"And exactly why do I need to tell him?" Alzeid asked incredulously, rolling his eyes. "Have you gotten us lost again?"

"No!" She said crossing her arms indignantly, pouting. She pointed at the blank area on the map. "We're actually somewhere around here…"

"On the part of the map that doesn't exist?"

"Yes. Exactly." She traced her finger along the line of the map, leading them to a nearby town. "You see! Only a couple more stops until we get back to where we first met, and eventually my father's house!"

"Now why do I need to tell him Rahzel? He's your father."

She sighed running a hand through her loose black hair. She knew it was going to start growing faster, and thicker too. Even growing up only around males most of her life, she knew the stages of pregnancy pretty well. She inwardly shuddered. 'Jelice. Creep.'

"Because Alzeid, if I tell him, he'll try to convince himself it was an immaculate conception and lock me in a tower and never let me see you again!" Rahzel said blinking innocently.

"I've never even met him Rahzel and now you're commanding me to tell him that his darling daughter is carrying my child?"

"Ours, Alzeid, our child. I know how women give birth and I'm pretty sure you aren't doing that. Besides, you are the one that did this to me, if you don't remember." She said crossing her arms, her tone chiding.

Alzeid again rolled his eyes. He cocked an eyebrow, smirking slightly. "I'm pretty sure I don't recall you telling me to stop…"

"That's because I was too in shock by the sight of you on top of me!" The woman said cheerily, a grin a mile wide on her face.

"Rahzel?" The man appeared in front of her with a blinding speed. He pulled her small but well built form flush to him, allowing a smile to slowly creep up on his face the second she stopped struggling which was close to the moment he got in front of her. He loved the way she smelled, especially how she managed to do so even after being so sweaty. The thing he loved most though was just the way she fit so perfectly into his grasp.

"A-Alzeid…" Even after all six years with this man, she couldn't get used to his rare but passionately spontaneous moments of intimacy. A blush came on slowly covering her whole face, leaving her cutely flustered.

"Be quiet." He pressed his lips against hers, halting all thoughts. Leaning into the kiss, she wrapped her arms around his neck even though she had to reach on her toes. Her fingers wound in his long silken white mane, as he opened his mouth slightly to kiss her further. She slowly backed away, pushing him a few inches back. Confused he looked into her face.

"Alzeid…that's exactly how we ended up in this situation."

Again he raised an eyebrow and smiled. "You can't say you didn't provoke me."

The black haired vixen glared at him, crossing her arms. She looked back at the map trying to hide her frustration. "So I'll tell my father, you can tell Baroqueheat…"

"Okay I get it!" Alzeid nodded, sighing. "I'll tell your father."