Chapter 4 (Sorry for the delay)
Sitting around the Dejarik table after dinner, Leia was leaning against his side, her feet perched up on the bench. Chewie sat on the other end of the bench and they just enjoyed each other's company. "So how was this guy when you met him, Chewie?" She smiled, poking Han into the ribs as he was trying to run his hand up her thigh.
"Don't even think about it, pal." Han warned his furry friend.
"Don't listen to him Chewie, tell me everything" Leia commanded, taking hold of Han's hand and keeping it from wandering over her body.
Chewie chuckled and grumbled on about the time after Han was thrown out of the academy. "You tried to chase him away?" Leia asked shocked, turning to Han.
"Well there were some guys after me, what was I supposed to do with a big furry oaf?"
Han tried to defend. "That furry oaf saved your life a few times, didn't he?"
She asked right back, to which Chewie huffed in agreement.
"I've told him to go back to his family, but he refused…I was just trying to be nice."
Chewie protested. "Hey Chewie you know, I don't like you talking about that life debt crap. You don't owe me anything!" Chewie growled at him, showing him his teeth.
"Don't start Chewie!" Han protested, sitting up some more.
Leia pulled away, watching the two argue for a moment.
"Stop it! The two of you! I don't want any fights here tonight, alright?!" Pushing Han back into the seat, she leaned back against his side, putting his arms around her middle.
"Chewie tell me about the first time when he met your family!" She smiled up at Han, interlacing their hands.
Chewie chuckled and leaned himself back into his seat and went about to tell her about how Han was frightened by his wife at first.
"Give me credit pal, she almost squeezed me to death. Kept thanking me for saving your furry ass." Chewie grinned affectionately at his friend. "What about your son?" Leia asked, wondering how Han acted around a child Wookiee. "Oh, he wasn't born yet…I was one of the firsts to hold him though." Han smiled at Chewie. "You've got to hold a baby Wookiee?" Leia almost squealed, smiling up at Han. "Yeah, real cute those little fur-balls. Except when they puke on you…makes a hell of a mess." Chewie gave them a proud grin, chuckling.
"I would love to meet your wife and son someday Chewie." Leia smiled, leaning forward giving Chewie's paw a gentle squeeze. Chewie turned his paw and kept hold of her hand for a moment, looking at her with gentle eyes. "Maybe we should go after we repaired the Falcon, it sure has been a while." Han said, smiling at the two, getting excited.
"You know I would love to…" Leia started. "But there is an empire to fight, I know…" Han interrupted her, giving her a kiss on the temple. "But that doesn't stop you Chewie, you can go if you want." Han said turning to his friend, knowing how much he missed his family. Chewie just shook his head, growling. "Alright take it easy…I'm not forcing you away. Just so you know you could go." Han shrugged, knowing this always was a mute point with Chewie because his friend wouldn't dishonor his life debt. and Mala would probably rib Han's arms out if he forced her husband to resign from his duties.
"How come you understand Shryiiwook anyway?" Leia asked, trying to light up the mood, sensing this was an on-going argument with those two that couldn't be solved.
But the mood seemed to change all over a sudden and Chewie considered his friend, who did avoid looking at him. Sensing the change of mood, Leia looked up at Han, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. "You don't have to talk about it, Han…"
Han gave her temple a soft kiss, sighing. "I…when my…shortly after my mom died, I was…well I was wandering around the streets for a while and…there was this female Wookiee, who…she didn't have much to eat herself and my neighborhood wasn't the ideal place for a Wookiee to live anyway, but she kept…whenever she saw me around, she invited me in and gave me something to eat." A sad smile came up his face.
"She always wanted me to eat all of it, but I couldn't…well she didn't have enough herself and she was a Wookiee after all…just look at fuzzball over here. Wookiees eat a lot, so I usually left some hidden under the table and put it back to her supplies, before I left."
He remembered fondly. "Remember that story I've told you about the needles?" She nodded, feeling sad, remembering what he told her about that time. "As I told you, I got hooked and was too ashamed to go to her…so…it took me a while to get off that stuff and…well when I got back, I saw some punks running away from her burning house. She didn't…she didn't make it." In the silence that followed, Chewie got up giving a growl of sympathy and ruffling his paw through Han's hair and leaving them alone. When she heard the door to Chewie's cabin close, she turned around and ran her hand along Han's jaw, looking at him.
"I'm sorry you had to lose your mom and that nice female Wookiee in your life."
"Her name was Bewica." He said, leaning into her touch. "You're a great man, Han Solo." Leia said, giving him a gentle kiss. "You want to fool around now?" Han joked, trying to play her compliment down. "Later…" She smiled, kissing him once more, before turning back to sit against his side. "You've said most of your happy memories are from moments with me, tell me about them."
"You mean like that time on Hoth, when you fell square on your sexy butt, giving one of your presentations during a strategy meeting." He grinned against her temple.
"That wasn't funny, I could've hurt myself." She pinched his side, affronted.
"Nah…" He said, taking hold of her hand to keep her from pinching.
"Every guy in that room got up to help you up, you were safe."
"Every guy, but you hotshot." She growled.
"Well you've already liked me; I didn't need to kiss up to you." He teased right back.
"You've swept me off my feet." She laughed, leaning her forehead against his shoulder.
"Literally…if I remember correctly you fell right after rolling your eyes at me."
"Yes, but you have to admit, that comment from Thomey's was just stupid." She laughed up at him. "Oh yeah, what did he say again? 'Won't that be dangerous, your highness?'" He remembered. "Like the whole rebellion is just a play-game-date." She smiled sadly, looking at him through her lashes. Pulling her back against his chest, he kissed the back of her head.
"We'll touch base with them again, sweetheart. Don't worry." He soothed.
"What is your favorite memory of me?" She looked up at him.
"Besides what we are having here?" He smirked.
"Tell me what you first thought about me when we met?"
"'Either I'm going to kill her or I'm going to like her…' That's what I've told Luke."
"Well, you didn't kill me…" She smiled. "There's still time." He teased, kissing her.
"What did you think?" Han asked, pulling back. "About me?"
"Good looking, nice butt and a lot of courage, but vastly annoying." Teasing him, she climbed up to strangle his lap, facing him. "Nice butt, ha?" Smirking he leaned forward, to kiss her neck. "Oh get over yourself!" Taking hold of the back of his head, she smirked into his temple as he was nipping at her skin.
It was early evening and after dinner, Han went to check some things in the cockpit, but when he came back and saw Leia sitting at the Dejarik table, he couldn't keep his eyes off her. For no particular reason, he just liked looking at her.
"Han stop it!" She called. "Stop what, Leia?" He asked, leaning against the console.
"Stop staring at me!" She said, curling in more at the Dejarik table.
"I thought you like me staring at you!?" He asked, remembering the first time she told him to stop staring because she liked it too much. "Well, I don't like it today." She protested.
"What's different today?" He smirked, still staring at her.
"I don't feel sexy today." Leia sighed, resting her cheek on her raised knees. Han suddenly held his hand to his heart. "My girl, not sexy? I'm deeply hurt!" Letting go of a hurt groan he let himself fall to the ground as if he had a heart attack.
She rolled her eyes, got up and stepped over him as if he was some hole in the floor and disappeared inside their cabin. "You're not funny!" She called over her shoulder, before letting the door shut. Letting go of another groan, a desperate one, he let his head drop to the floor, staying there for a moment.
"Hey princess, you will never believe what I found." He came storming into the control room on Yavin one day. "I'm not interested…go away!" She frowned still trying to figure out the new program on the console. Of course, instead of leaving her alone, he sat down next to her and looked between her and the screen in front of her for a moment, before pressing a button on the console, which started the monitoring she was trying to start for about 10 minutes.
"I did you a favor, will you do one for me?" He grinned.
"What do you want?" She sighed, her frustrated frown now turned into annoyed one.
"When's your shift over?" Sitting back, he put his feet on the console.
"Han I've told you, I'm not going to crawl into the tubes for cleaning!" She said, turning back to the computer. "Hey, that's not why I've asked, alright?" Taking his legs off from the console, he sat back straight. "So when is your shift over?"
"About four hours…" She mumbled, already trying to focus on the task at hand and mostly trying to ignore Han. To her surprise, Han got up and left the dark room, without another word. "Typical!" She complained under her breath. She'd been working for about ten more minutes when Riekaan stepped in and sat down next to her. "Princess." He greeted, checking her current work on the console. "Carlist." She greeted in return without taking her eyes off the screens. "How does it look?" He asked, leaning forward to get a closer look at the consoles. "Nothing out of the ordinary, so far." She answered, changing views.
"Solo just told me about the broken beacon. How bad is it?" He asked pointing to a beacon on the screen. "What broken beacon?" She asked, taking a closer look and realizing that the beacon indeed seemed to be broken. "Well…" Trying to ignore the irritation aiming at Han coming up. 'he's only been here for a minute!' She frowned. "The signal seems to be off." She explained. "Solo is already preparing to go and repair it. He requested your help, so I'm taking over for you here." Riekaan explained, pushing another button on the console.
"I hardly think that's a job for your rank, Carlist." Leia snorted, keeping her focus on the screens in front of her. "This is an order, Leia." He said sternly but when she turned to look at him he sheepishly tried to keep his eyes focused on the screen in front of them. He always felt uncomfortable ordering his princess around. "Captain Solo knew you would fight me on it, so he threatened not to go on his next supplies run." He hastily explained. She considered him for a moment, before getting up and storming out of the room, cursing.
"Who does he think he is?"
Riekaan watched her leave, trying to hide his smirk. Sitting back, he started to check the systems, drumming his fingers on the console. He didn't mind the quiet work for a while, but he sure was relieved that Dadonna or Mon wasn't around to see him doing work so below his rank. Broken beacons were not unusual on base and they certainly didn't need emergency repairs from a princess and one of their best pilots, but he was sure that Han had his reasons, so he didn't question it and was happy to give the princess a good time.
She found him walking down the ramp, his duffle back already thrown over his shoulder.
"Han!" Storming in his direction, she called for him. "Ah good, I have everything packed and ready to go, so we can be on our way in just a minute." Before she could respond, he turned. "Chewie! Me and the princess are leaving. Be careful with those wires, they got busted pretty bad." He called over to his friend, who only waved him off. "Come on Leia, it will be fun." Han said, taking her by the hand and pulling her with him.
"Since when is a broken beacon fun?" She asked as he dragged her with him.
"You'll see…" He grinned, as he pulled her with him until she came back to her senses and stopped and pulled herself free. "Han you can't just threaten Carlist, every time you want something." She said, crossing her arms in front of herself. "Hey come on. Riekaan knows that no one can threaten you." He grinned, winking at her. "What is that supposed to mean?" She frowned. "Well…you know…you just have to…kriff Leia, why do you have to make a deal out of everything?" He sighed. "Can't you just relax for once and come with me?"
"To repair a beacon?" She asked. "Sure, it's broken." He shrugged, putting his hands into his pockets. Considering him for a moment, she took a step forward.
"What about Luke?"
"What about him?" Han asked, avoiding eye contact with her. "Why can't he help you?"
"He is busy. Come on princess, the day is short." He smirked, taking her hand again and pulling her with him. Suppressing a laugh, she tried to ignore that Luke was currently sitting in his X-Wing obviously asleep.
They were walking through the jungle for a while and Leia was busy thinking about the location of the beacon. It became more and more obvious that they were walking in the complete opposite direction to which the broken beacon was. She should have known, so she didn't question Han about it and just kept following him. For the first couple of miles, they were still holding hands, until he offered her some water to drink.
"How far do we have to go?" She asked, handing him the bottle.
"Just a couple of miles that way." He swallowed, pointing the way.
"You are aware that we have to repair that beacon at some point, are you?" She smirked.
"Nah…Chewie already took care of it." He smiled, putting the water back into his back.
"Han, where are we going?" She asked, giving him a searching look.
"Trust me, it will be worth it." He grinned, offering her his hand.
"It better be." She sighed, taking his hand and let him lead the way.
She didn't know what to say. It was so beautiful and reminded her deeply of home. She didn't understand a word Han was saying over the loud water, but seeing the look on his face, she knew he was damn proud of himself and rightfully so. The waterfall was majestic!
Throwing his back on the ground, he pulled out two towels, some snacks and water.
"You like it?" He asked, looking up at her. She just nodded and stepped aside for a moment to admire the view. She heard him curse and turned back around, seeing him rummaging through the back. "Damnú air!" Stepping back up to him, she watched him go through his things. "What's wrong?" She smirked, watching him nervously scratch the back of his neck.
"I forgot our swimwear" He muttered, looking up at her.
"You really think I'm stupid enough to believe, you actually forgot it." She laughed, slowly opening her shirt. "You did this on purpose, didn't you? Just so you know I wouldn't have worn your choice of swimwear anyway." Stepping aside, she kneeled down to get rid of her boots. "Leia, what are you doing?" He asked confused, getting up.
"I'm getting undressed." She shrugged, pulling off her boot.
"You really want me to see you naked?" He asked, nervously. Smirking, she got up and stepped in front of him. "Don't you want to see me naked?" She asked, knowing full well that she was making him nervous and enjoying to make him uncomfortable.
"Well…I…I…well…you…you're…" He stammered.
"Well do you want me to see you naked?" He burst out.
Working on her belt, she took a step closer. "I've asked first." She smirked, pulling off her belt and letting it drop to the ground. "Leia, you…" He started, taking a step back.
"Relax hotshot! It's warm enough, my top and pants will dry on the way back." She laughed, throwing her shirt in his face and before he got a good look at her, she jumped into the clear water lake at the foot of the waterfall. When she reappeared, it almost made him slip and lose his footing. She looked like a fucking dream. "You're staring!" She accused playfully, laying back in the water, letting her float. Speechless, he just kept staring at her, proofing her point. "You don't want to join me?" She asked, looking him up and down.
When he still didn't react, she splashed some water at him. "Han!?" She laughed, diving down and just let herself enjoy the water. When she was out of sight for a moment, he came back to his senses and nervously and excited at the same time, fought off his clothes.
All his clothes but his boxer shorts were lying next to her clothes, which made him even more excited. He had no idea what got into her, but he wasn't going to waste his time any longer.
Jumping in as well, he dived right over to her, picking her up on his shoulders and threw her back into the water. Before he knew what happened, he felt her hands on his thighs, as she pulled herself back up to the surface. She appeared right in front of him, a warm smile on her face, her hands holding onto his shoulders. They locked eyes for a moment before she leaned closer and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek. "Thanks for bringing me here." She whispered, pulling back and went back to floating. "I'm glad you like it." He answered, staring at her again. "Han, can you do me a favor?"
"Hm?" He mumbled, his eyes still on her.
"Can you stop staring at me?" She asked, a glint in her eyes.
"Don't you like me staring?" He dared, swimming closer to her.
"I think I like it too much." She whispered, before diving back down, swimming back to the stones, climbing up to sit down and to bite into a snack. She still could feel his eyes on her, but this time she also could see his brain working hard, as he was considering her.
After a while he swam over to her, climbing up the stones, to step between her legs.
"Leia…why do we always have that kind of conversations when we are alone and when we're back at base you're treating me like scum?" He asked, leaning closer, his hands resting next to her thighs. "I don't treat you like scum! You're not scum!" She defended, leaning back.
"Answer my question." He just said, glad that she defended him, but wanting to know the answer. She looked at him for a long while, before letting go of a desperate groan, letting her head fall back. "Because…I guess because when we are alone it always feels like a dream…but when we're back on base it seems like I wake up." She whispered, boldly meeting his eyes. "Do you want to wake up right now?" He asked, leaning closer.
"One day I will never wake up and it scares me…" She admitted, locking eyes with him.
"Leia…" He sighed, gently caressing her cheek with his palm and slowly leaning closer.
"Han, if you leave, it will destroy me." She admitted. He just shook his head, his thumb gently wiping off the tears that ran down her cheek, ready to kiss her. But just before their lips met, they were startled by roaring thunder and rain started to pour down on them. He was about to curse, but when he saw her laugh out loud, he stopped and kept staring at her again.
"Time to wake up I guess…." She called over the thunderstorm, leaning back and enjoying the rain falling on her face. "What if I don't want to?" He asked, climbing up and sitting down next to her. "Too late Han." She smiled, taking hold of his hand and kissing his knuckles. "We should leave." Giving his hand a squeeze, she got up and started to collect their clothes and threw him his now soaking shirt and started to get dressed.
"This storm is really bad…we should hide somewhere." He suggested, putting on his boots.
"Hiding seems to be your specialty." She teased, meeting his eyes as she was kneeling down as well to put on her boots. "Let's get back to sleep." He almost begged.
"I think I saw a small cave on our way up here, let's go." Handing him the duffle back, she turned and started to walk down the path they came from. "Hey Leia, wait up will ya?" He called, running after her.
He got up and found her lying in bed, her hand resting against her abdomen. Stopping in the doorway he once again started staring at her. As a protest, she turned around to lie on her stomach, so she wouldn't have to face him. Laughing, he walked over to the bunk and crawled over her, attacking the back of her neck with little kisses.
"You're sexy as hell…always…you were sexy when you're ordered me into the garbage compactor, you were sexy when you called me a mercenary, you were sexy when you put that medal around my neck when you yelled at me for nothing…" That made her giggle, slightly turning to avoid his lips. "…sexy when you were covered in mud, when we went swimming near that waterfall, sexy when you called me names, sexy when you slipped and fell on your sexy ass on Hoth right in front of me, sexy when you gave Dadonna hell for arguing with me, you were sexy when we first kissed, oh and the first time we've fucked…you were sexy yesterday and you're sexy today and you sure gonna be sexy tomorrow and fifty years from now…"
Giving her neck one last kiss, he waited for a reaction, but when he heard her quiet snore, he suppressed a laugh. She was fast asleep, so he climbed off her to lie down next to her. Pulling her closer to him, he put his hands around her middle and held her comfortable against him, letting her snuggle closer.
They were just there. The very first night, she stayed on the Falcon, she found them almost poignantly showing off to her. She doubted that they were always there in the open for everyone to see. Especially with the rogues around, Han wouldn't hear the end of it, if they caught a glimpse at them. The little cabinet's sliding door, underneath the sink, opposite the toilette was always slightly open to point them out for her. At least for the first few trips, she took with Han on the Falcon. After the third or so, she just knew they were there and used them if needed without making a big deal out of it. And from there on, Han just restocked them if she ran low and left the door closed, applying for her to just open it and use them.
It became her secret, backup stash once or twice, even.
She was sitting in the control room, noticed the date and started to panic. It wouldn't take long and it would start and with all that white she was wearing, well that was a horrifying thought, she didn't even want to go to. Running a hand over her abdomen under the console, she already felt the slight cramp. If it was because she was thinking it to be, or if it was indeed a cramp, was irrelevant. The fact was she needed to do something. Excusing herself for a moment, she tried to casually stroll down the stony hallway to her quarters, without drawing too much attention. Princess Leia leaving her shift early was not a common thing around base, almost unheard of.
Sneaking into her quarters she went straight to the fresher, only to notice she ran out empty.
Knowing she couldn't walk to the stocking room and just grab some, without being noticed, she sat down on her bunk for a moment, with a frustrated sigh. It wasn't that she was embarrassed or anything, but Lusiana Henkly was currently in charge of the stock compartment and Leia couldn't stand that woman. Mainly because she knew from locker room talk, that Lusiana only took the job because Han was working close by. Him being the biggest and most successful supply runner they had, he dropped by the stocking compartments almost weekly to check if they needed anything, he could smuggle in.
She would have to sign into a list and that would at least draw some sneaky comment from Lusiana. That woman already frequently drove her up the walls, with her comments about Han. Even though Leia knew most of those comments were just to rile her up, she hated that woman. Normally hate was something Leia, didn't apply on her fellow soldiers, but Lusiana she hated. All she wished for that woman to keep her hands-off Han. He was her friend, after all, one of only three beings she really could rely on. Luke, Chewie, Han and herself were a team and she didn't want anyone to get near her friends. At least or especially not near Han. He was her friend, for god's sake! It was the first time she realized she was jealous. She only knew Han for a few months herself but already highly valued the bond they had.
For a split second, she thought about trying to get Rieekan to sign her in with supply duty, and to give Lusiana another job, maybe off the planet or something. Laughing at herself, she lay down on her bunk for a moment, thinking about how Han came by yesterday to give her some warm wool socks. "Well don't women have cold feet all the time?" He just shrugged, trying to play it down that he reserved them just for her. Giggling she remembered his stumbling attempts to explain to her why she needed thick socks on a warm, almost humid jungle planet. Hearing her alarm change times, she sat up again, remembering she still was on duty and had no time to lie around her bunk daydreaming. And she still had to take care of something, after all. Getting up with a sigh, she decided to just ignore Lusiana and get what she wanted. On her way to the storage compartments, she decided differently and turned around, taking a beeline to the Falcon instead. She rather deal with Han and his teasing comments, than a very annoying Lusiana.
When she came to the Falcon Chewie and Han were working on top of the roof, currently arguing about some hot wires. The ramp was down, so she just waved them a short hello and walked up and went straight to the captain's fresher. She suspected that it wouldn't take long for Han to come and check up on her, so she was quick, locked herself in the fresher, opened the cabinet's door, and got what she wanted.
Her task completed, she stepped out of the fresher, surprised not to run into Han immediately, slightly disappointed in fact. Walking down the ramp, she noticed that Han and Chewie were still working on the wires, without taking much notice of her. Well, Han only looked up shortly, waving her goodbye and resumed working, after Chewie hit the back of his head and ordered him to keep his eyes on the task at hand and not on the little princess.
And now, almost two years later, she once again was looking at them, reminding herself that Han didn't make a big deal out of it then and would not make a big deal out of it now.
She came to the shocking realization that it was time again for her period to begin and it made her feel for the first time in years slightly uncomfortable and insecure. But what had changed? Well, she was locked up with Han this time and she didn't want their intimacy to suffer. Not when they just started it.
Suddenly without a warning, the door to the fresher opened and Han took one look around, saw her sitting there on the toilette and excused himself again, stepping outside.
Sighing, she decided to get up, but just before she did so, the door opened again and Han looked inside, a worried expression on his face. "You're alright?" He asked, trying to avoid looking at her directly, afraid to make her feel uncomfortable. "You need anything?" He asked, slightly pointing to the cabinets. "No I'm fine, thank you." She smiled, pulling her pants back up, while getting up.
"What were you staring at then? You seemed kinda out of it?"
He mumbled, finally looking at her. "I was just thinking about the first time I was feeling jealous." She snorted, washing her hands, while smirking at his reflection in the mirror.
"Is it because I hang around Chewie so much?" He asked, stepping behind her, his arms instinctively going around her waist. "Lusiana Henkly" She just offered, looking at him over the mirror. "Who's Lusiana Henkly?" He asked, really not knowing.
"She was in charge of the stocking compartment back on Yavin." Leia reminded him, putting his hand flat against her abdomen, enjoying the warmth that came with it.
"Oh her…" He suddenly remembered. "You were jealous of Henkly?" He asked, grinning into her temple. "Well, she only took the job because of you." Leia protested, leaning into him more. "Oh, that's cute…" He teased, letting his lips run down her temple, down her jaw, gently biting her neck. "Don't make fun of me, scoundrel!" She argued, turning around to face him.
"I don't make fun of you, sweetheart. I just don't understand why you were jealous of her. She wasn't even my type!" He drawled, grinning. "Well, who is your type then?" She asked, slightly irritated for no reason, because it was rather obvious now – "Feisty princesses from Alderaan, who yell at me in hallways and can shoot a Stormtrooper from a mile's distances."
He smirked, trying to pull her closer again. "Well…" She started but had really no idea what to say, so she just turned back to face the mirror, silently cursing herself, that he still could see her face and seeing the smirk on his face, didn't make it better.
"Well, what?" He asked, taking back his spot behind her, his arms already taking its usual place. "Well, you have no right to make fun of me for being jealous! You were jealous all the time!" She argued, giving his reflection a stern look. "You even stopped talking to me, when a guy was only looking at me funny." She mocked, leaning back some.
"That was only once and you deserved it. That dance was reserved for me. You promised to dance with me that night. And all I had to look at was this Fritzgen guy hitting on you."
"Well, I don't see Fritzgen anywhere near me right now." She argued, when he slightly pulled back. "Oh and Henkly is hiding in the cabinets under the sink, is she?" He countered, going back to how this whole conversation even started.
"No, I have my period." She sighed, watching his reflection in the mirror.
"You're running low?" He asked, putting his arms back around her and resting his hand on her abdomen again. "No, I'm fine." She answered again, leaning back against him, feeling a little embarrassed for lashing out at him like that.
"Cramps?" He asked his thumb gently running over her abdomen.
She scrunched up her nose and closed her eyes for a moment.
"No, just bitching." She explained, leaning the back of her head against his shoulder, peaking at him through one eye. He gave her a small smile and kissed her temple.
"Well, that's how I like my princesses." He whispered, his lips lingering against her temple.
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