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The next morning Katarina awoke first. The rays of sun streamed through the unguarded window, the early morning breeze brought in the scent of honey and wildflowers. The woman laid for a few moments simply gazing at Thorin in wonder before her hand leapt forward of its own vocation to stroke his cheek. The skin of which was surprisingly smooth and warm save for were his beard scratched playfully at her hand. The dwarf with her was quickly becoming more and more important to her something which scared Katarina greatly. Truly, Katarina planned to leave after the quest was finished but the possibility of her heart staying her was becoming greater and greater. "Oh Thorin what are you doing to me." She mumbled laying back down so that her head rested on his outstretched arm.

Thorin's confession the night before had left her too much to think about with so little time. She may not understand Khuzdul but she understood the meaning. In his own way Thorin was confessing his love for her. She felt Thorin's other arm, which sat on her waist pull her closer in, a sigh of content escaping his weary lips. How could she leave him after the quest, this dwarf which had given everything he had for his people and finally the lines of worry and pain were beginning to erase from his face. Katarina's departure, she feared would break him. "What do I do Thorin?"

A light knock alerted Katarina to a presence. Looking up suddenly, but careful not to wake the slumbering dwarf Katarina's eyes met Gandalf's. The wizard motioned for her to join him silently. Nodding her consent she slowly untangled herself from his grip and the bed, making her way silently out of the room. As the door shut behind her Gandalf spoke.

"The fact that he slept this late and through the noise shows how relaxed he is around you." Gandalf stated simply.

"Gandalf." Katarina warned wrapping her arms around herself missing the warmth that Thorin's embrace gave her.

"You cannot fight it any longer my dearest Kitty, you have lost your heart to Thorin as much as he has to you." Gandalf assured, resting a hand on the smaller woman's shoulder.

Katarina quickly shook the hand off. "I cannot Gandalf, if I do then—"

"You will never see your family again I know. If I send you back to your brothers then I cannot bring you back. You do not have to decide now but eventually you will." Gandalf promised. "Kitty, if I do send you back I fear that both you and Thorin—"

"—will be broken." Katarina supplied tearily. "Yes I realize that."

"It will not just be the two of you I fear though." Gandalf continued well aware that he was being cruel telling her this now but she needed to know all of it before he left the company. "Fili and Kili will be changed and hurt for it. Oin, Balin, Ori, Bifur, you have touched all of the companies hearts. Should you leave them they will all be affected."

"You are asking me to give up my family." Katarina whispered through her tears.

"No I'm asking you not to abandon your family." Gandalf pleaded.

"You said it yourself if I stay I will never again see my brothers, my mother, my father, my friends, my nephews—"

"—are Fili and Kili not already akin to nephews in your heart." Gandalf demanded. "Is Dwalin and Balin not already like older brothers to you? Is the company not a family to you?"

Katarina did not respond immediately. She could not deny the space that Fili and Kili filled so chose instead to comment on the others. "I've never had elder brothers so I could not tell you is the other members of the company held that space in my heart."

Sighing heavily Gandalf looked to the world outside of the walls that surrounded them. "You do not have to decide now, as I have told you but I do beg of you. Consider your options carefully. Though you are your brothers' only sister by blood you are not their only sister, none of your nephews are short on aunts."

"So I am easily replaced." Katarina said spitefully.

"I did not say that." Gandalf assured. "But I will say this, they will cope more easily then Fili and Kili who have no other aunt, and I fear without you they will also lose their Uncle. Any lose is hard but a loss when there is so little to have to begin with is more painfully noticed."

"You have given me much to think on, please leave me." Katarina begged walking back to the room where Thorin lay.

"I took a chance is telling you now." Gandalf ominously responded. "I could have very well let you go on refusing to acknowledge it and then felt the pain all at once. But instead I told you now and risked many a death should you falter."

Katarina froze where she walked refusing to turn. "I will never let them feel the pain of death."

"I fear there is a pain worse than death should you leave." Gandalf continued. He knew, truly he did that his words were cruel, that they were harsh and selfish but he could not let her blindly return to her world where she would be no more than an empty shell dreaming of blue eyes and a low voice.

"You have given me much to think on, I thank you." Katarina said simply.

Gandalf bowed. "Then I shall take my leave, I will be back by supper."

Katarina continued on to her room not noticing the dwarves who had listened in on the conversation.

"Do you really think Kitty-Cat will leave us?" Kili asked his brother quietly.

Fili wanted more than anything to assure his brother that she would not in fact ever leave their side but he could not. "I know not Naddith, you heard Gandalf, and if Kitty-Cat were to choose us she would never see her family again."

"But why?" Kili begged. "Surely Uncle would allow them to live with us, he would never turn away her family, he would never put her happiness at risk."

"I do not know Naddith." Fili answered honestly.

"Come you two." Dwalin demanded his own fears confirmed. The brothers looked over to were Dwalin and Balin were standing frowns on their faces.

"Master Balin you do not think." Kili started.

"Come you two, we can speak to Kitty later and ask her, there is little point in attempting to find answers were we cannot understand the question." Balin assured.

…

Katarina closed the door silently behind her a plate of food in her hand. She was still curious about the creatures which could walk on their hind legs and helped Beorn. She set the plate toward the end of the bed quickly climbing back up beside Thorin. Gazing down at the Dwarf Kind she stifled a laugh, Thorin was spread out on his back, his arms splayed around him. She thought that should the bed be smaller he would hog it. "Oh Thorin what do I do." She muttered moving some of his raven locks from his face enjoying the way his face relaxed when she did so.

The feel of a soft hand stroking his face was the first thing Thorin felt in the morning. Sleepily he opened his eyes his gaze falling on his Kedzel who looked to be as if she had been crying. Suddenly very awake, Thorin was sitting up, his hands grasping Katarina's face. "Kedzel, what is wrong."

"It is nothing Thorin." Katarina assured shaking her head gently coming to a conclusion. She would simply wait and see, she would no longer deny the feelings she held for those around her and when the time came she hoped that her heart would have an easier time deciding. Turning she gestured to the plate. "I have brought us some food to break our fast."

Thorin did not push Katarina, instead he chose to welcome the food gazing curiously at the woman every so often. Last night he had confessed to her and she had chosen to not respond. She was upset, that was plain to see and he wished not to further upset her so he decided to make her happy and question her later. "Do you wish to learn Khuzdul?"

"What?" Katarina asked surprised, of all the things she thought him to ask that was not one of them.

"The language of my forefathers, do you wish to learn it." Thorin asked curiously watching her lips as they moved as she chewed. His dreams from the night prior and her nearness was not helping him at all.

"I thought it forbidden for an outsider to learn." Katarina responded unsure.

"I am King." Thorin answered shrugging his shoulders.

"Yes." Katarina replied, wishing for a taste of what a future with Thorin would entail. Before Katarina could question it she felt the atmosphere in the room change dangerously.

Her breathless reply stole Thorin's own breath from his body. Before he could truly think on it he reached toward the plate grabbing raspberry. Turning the deep red fruit in his hand he leant forward placing it at Katarina's lips, watching fascinatingly as the berry slipped between her lips. "That is a barathmurn."

Katarina found the fruit sitting on her tongue preciously before she bit into it, the juice slipping out from her still somewhat opened lips. Thorin leant forward catching the stray juice from falling further than the corner of her mouth.

"Barathmurn, Kedzel. You must repeat the word." Thorin murmured the tang of the raspberry on his tongue.

Katarina felt her breath catch as Thorin instead of leaning back continued to place long lazy kisses along her jawline, his breath smelling of the fruit. "Barathmurn." She whispered hoarsely after swallowing the berry.

"Good Kedzel." Thorin encouraged grabbing another from the plate, placing it in her mouth

Katarina accepted the raspberry without question, feeling a heat spread through her body. "Barathmurn." She whispered again.

Thorin nipped gently at her collar, Katarina's hands jumping toward his chest of their own accord. "No, now that you have had more than one it is barathmarân. Try again Kedzel."

"Bara-barathmarân." Katarina muttered her hands shaking as the gripped Thorin's sleep rumpled shirt. When she wished for a taste of his future she had not meant this.

"Good, do you like barathmarân Kedzel?" Thorin asked huskily almost groaning aloud as Katarina tilted her head slightly to allow Thorin more access to her neck.

"Yes."

"Kun, Kedzel." Thorin commanded gently, his mouth hot against the skin of her neck.

"What?" Katarina asked dazed. Thorin chuckled, shaking Katarina's body as he did.

"Kun means yes when answering a positive question." Thorin replied trailing kisses back up to Katarina's jaw.

"Do you enjoy barathmarân Kedzel?" Thorin asked his gravelling voice pulling at the heat in Katarina's stomach.

"Kun." Katarina whispered her eyes screwed shut as she let her body feel.

"Do you wish for me to stop?" Thorin asked already knowing her answer.

"No."

"Lu'" Thorin corrected nipping at her jaw.

"Lu." Katarina answered immediately.

"Not quiet, Kedzel, not Lu, but lu'."

"Lu'" Katarina whimpered as Thorin continued to place hot kisses back along her neck. For how long would he toy with her, she wondered. Until when would he continue, before giving her relief?

"Do you want more fruit Kedzel?" Thorin implored.

"Lu'" Katarina responded immediately, feeling Thorin's chuckle against her pulse point.

"Do you not wish to continue to learn?" Thorin responded dryly.

"Kun."

"Ah! Kedzel when answering a negative question it is kuna." Thorin responded pausing in his ministration. "Try again."

"Kuna." Katarina begged.

"Then surely you would wish to learn of the names of the other delicacies provided to us." Thorin teased lightly, his breath ghosting over where his lips had been mere seconds before.

Growling lowly, Katarina felt her hands grab Thorin's face before pulling it roughly to hers. Their lips finally meeting. Katarina moaned lowly in Thorin's mouth, he tasted of raspberries and her skin. She felt his lips mold roughly to hers, his hands quickly gripping her hips and laying her gently on the bed as he hovered above her, the food forgotten. Their tongues fought for dominance, though Katarina did not bother for long for she knew he would win and the sooner she relented the sooner she could taste him. She felt her hands slowly run from his face to his chest, feeling his muscles ripple beneath his thin tunic. The memories of those muscles caused another wanton moan to escape her mouth.

Thorin was gaining closer and closer to his limit as every moan left his Kedzel's mouth. He ground his pelvis in hers seeking some form of relief.

When Katarina felt his length against her heat, Katarina let out a loud throaty moan, instead of relief she was feeling more heat buildup. Thorin suddenly lent back causing Katarina to cry out. Her eyes locked in on his, feeling another leap of heat, she gazed heavily into his eyes, the blue Durin color all but lost as his pupils took on a passionate gleam.

"Do you know what this is Kedzel?" Thorin asked lowly, holding a spoonful of honey between their bodies. Katarina shook her head negatively. "Come now Kedzel, I taught you that word."

"Lu'" Katarina responded quickly, arching her back slightly.

"This is halw." He answered letting one drop fall on her chest, where her tunic had fallen away. Thorin's eyes took a predatory gleam as he lent forward licking the honey from her chest. "Try it Kedzel."

"Halw." Katarina whispered reaching to keep Thorin where his mouth was lavishing above her breasts.

"Good, this—" Thorin let several more drops fall from the spoon, leaving a small trail on her chest and toward her collar, where the junction of her neck laid. "—is halâw."

"Halâw." Katarina responded throwing her head back as Thorin's tongue followed the trail of honey around her chest toward her collar where he was seemingly sucking it's sweetness from her skin.

"You are a natural Kedzel." Thorin approved. "Do you know what else has honey?"

Katarina nodded her head heavily as she felt Thorin's hand slowly make its way down her stomach lower to where she burned the greatest.

"Hulwul, hulwul, halâw! A'rukh ashlikruki amêzi halâw! Amnâd me samukai e me, Kedzel?" Thorin murmured heatedly, his hand already rubbing her through her trousers.

"Kun." Kedzel responded having no idea what he asked but caring for nothing other than the feel of Thorin.

"Do you know what I asked of you Kedzel?" Thorin asked rubbing her lazily, his other hand continuing to let drizzles of honey fall on her chest, licking them up greedily."

"Lu' but I don't care.' Katarina muttered breathlessly, begging Thorin to not stop, not even to teach her.

"Kana hulwul. Kedzel me kana hulwul, kana hulwul. A'rukh yothur." Thorin continued to mutter rubbing and playing with her body like she had never had felt before.

"Thorin please!" Katarina cried feeling something build in the pit of her stomach, a coil begging to be released.

Growling Thorin kissed Katarina's cries away, letting his hand rub a rhythm against her. A rhythm that she followed with her hips. His other hand Thorin felt rub against her breast, her nipples hardened in pleasure and need.

"Kana Hulwul."

"Kana San."

"Kana banmûna."

Katarina cried out her back arching, her body stilling as the coil finally snapped. She could hardly keep herself right as pleasure shook her body, cries leaving her lips in rushed words.

Thorin watched through heavy eyes as his Kedzel shook with the pleasure of his touch, her body shaking in his arms before finally settling down, heavy pants leaving her mouth.

Golden eyes flickered open amazed gazing at blue eyes which looked down at her adoringly. Katarina opened her mouth to speak before feeling Thorin's lips on her already swollen mouth. Feeling the flicker of heat quickly returning Katarina gripped Thorin's shirt tightly.

"Oh Kedzel." Thorin murmured releasing her mouth quickie gazing down at her sated and surprised face. Guessing, he spoke curiously. "Was that your first release Kedzel?"

Nodding her head Katarina continued to look up at Thorin as her body tingled in pleasure.

Groaning Thorin rested his forehead on hers. "You are pure, aren't you?"

"Kun." Katarina responded immediately causing Thorin to set another bruising kiss on her lips.

"Then we will stop here." Thorin stated his own body crying for release.

"Lu'" Katarina continued reaching for his face to pull into another kiss. Thorin let Katarina guide her in for another kiss but did not let it go further.

"Yes, Kedzel. We will stop here before I can stop no longer. Your first time will be in Erebor, in the bed of the King. I will lavish your body with attention, I will let pleasure wreak havoc on your senses until you known nothing but the sound of my voice and the feel of my touch. I will make love to you until the night melts into day and that again to night, I will not stop until we are both so fully sated that I can bare to leave your embrace, your heat for longer than a moment." Thorin promised, watching as Katarina's eyes darkened perceptively. "This I promise, so we cannot now. I will not take you unless I can give you the time and pleasure you deserves, so we must stop."

"Thorin." Katarina murmured heatedly.

"I will go have a bath prepared for you." Thorin whispered kissing her gently before quickly jumping from the bed and exiting the room.

Katarina stared after him for a few moments before turning to look at the plate of food, and it had started so innocently. Now Katarina feared she would never be able to look at raspberries or honey for that matter ever again. Katarina did not know for how long she laid there but sooner than she thought possible, Thorin had reentered telling her that the company had managed to prepare a bath for her. She frowned standing to tell Thorin that she did not need a bath before feeling a wetness between her legs, a stickiness that needed to be cleaned. Blushing furiously Katarina thanked Thorin.

Chuckling Thorin strode forward placing a sound kiss on her lips. "I would if I could, clean you myself. I do not wish to waste but I will not be able to stop if I do."

Feeling more heat at what Thorin had proposed Katarina quickly entered the bath feeling the heat of his gaze as she went.

…

Thorin had taken a deep breathe, willing his pleasure to dissipate. He could in all well-thought give himself release but he feared this would only make him need his Kedzel more and he swore he would wait so wait he shall. Taking a calming breathe Thorin left the room once again in search of the company. All he had had to say was that Katarina wished for a bath and buckets of water suddenly found themselves over a fire to be used at her disposal.

"Uncle!" Fili called out suddenly all eyes of the company on him. "You never told us why Kitty-Cat wanted a bath, we had bathed only a few days before."

Thorin should have answered immediately that she wanted warm water, or something along those lines but instead he found a traitorous blush find its way on his cheeks. He swore when he saw a few smirks, his beard had not hid it well. "I see then." Balin stated smiling blindingly at him. "Did you also need a bath my King?"

Before Thorin could curse his friend Kili began to babble his face red. His nephews were not considered adults and so it was understandable that his youngest had yet to feel a females embrace. To be honest with only 1 in 3 dwarves females many a male either never felt a female, felt only their one, or a few tryst before their one. Most had no lucridous affair as it was never as satisfying as that of their one that Thorin could attest to. He had long given up on finding his one and so knew well what the feel of a woman was.

"But Uncle! You two are—she is our Kitty-Cat—I mean you—and she—but-" Kili babbled incoherently his face getting redder and redder as he continued. Though his face too was red Fili understood more than his younger brother and quickly covered Kili's mouth.

The company stood in a stark silence for a few moments before Dwalin threw back his head and let out a great laugh. "It is about time!"

Like that the ice of the company was broken as Thorin good-naturedly shoved his friend, he was not a King right now. No, he was a beloved friend.

"Oy! Nori, Bofur! Who won the bet?" Oin called out curiously.

"What bet?" Thorin questioned dangerously already knowing indeed what bet.

"Come now Thorin, we all saw you tiptoeing around the Lass and you expect us not to see how long you could last before breaking."

"Fine." Thorin groaned. "Who won the bet?"

"Not surprising, Balin." Nori supplied after looking at a sheet of paper quickly. "Second was Dwalin, followed by Oin then Bifur."

Bofur nodded his head before dividing the winnings how they agreed.

"Thank you laddie." Balin said holding the coin pouch up to Thorin who merely scowled in return.

"Now what is all this?" Gandalf asked curiously stepping through the doorway.

"Ah! Sorry Master Gandalf, you were in fifth." Nori supplied tossing a pouch to Oin.

Frowning Gandalf turned toward Thorin who thought he heard the wizard muttering about only a week off. "Does that explain were Kitty is currently at?"

"Yes, she is freshening up. Now listen you lot." Thorin thundered turning to the company. "You can take as many jabs as you wish at me but not a word of this to Kitten, if Kedzel knew you did this she would be—"

"I would be?" Katarina questioned curiously stepping into the room. Startled Katarina felt the mood tense in the room before everyone shot her pleasantly innocent smiles. Thorin turned slowly unsure how to proceed.

"Nothing Kedzel." Thorin assured grabbing the towel that she was currently using to dry her hair and leading her over to a seat where he deftly braided her hair throwing dangerous glares at the company over her shoulder. Though he wished to put in meaningful braids he chose to put in a simply braid to keep her hair out of the way until they spoke more later.

"If you say so." Katarina agreed thanking Thorin quickly and turning toward him, her back to the company. The minute his gaze caught hers, she smiled demurely placing a chaste kiss on his lips. Turning back to the company and smiling brightly she continued. "So, what do you lot have planned to do today?"

"It is best if we stay indoor until our host arrives." Gandalf advice sitting himself in an overly large chair, pulling his pipe out lazily.

"And when will our host arrive?" Thorin demanded leaning against the large fireplace, his eyes got in their flickering depths.

"If he does not arrive tonight then I would wager tomorrow." Gandalf continued blowing a few smoke rings from his mouth. "Lovely place for smoke rings."

"That is not very helpful." Bilbo grumbled sitting on the ground his arms crossed.

"Bilbo, whatever is the matter?" Katarina questioned kneeling beside the hobbit.

Before the hobbit could respond he had looked up into Katarina's questioning eyes, his face taking on a particularly red hue. "It's n-nothing. Excuse me!" He squeaked standing quickly and running from the room.

"What was that about?" Katarina asked the others, who dutifully avoided her gaze.

"Come Kitten, let us talk in private." Thorin quickly covered, grabbing Katarina's hand in his grasp leading her back to a porch. The door was slightly ajar, letting in a soft breeze. The two sat in the doorway, easily able to return back into the great home and close the door if necessary.

"What did you wish to speak about?" Katarina questioned, settling herself on the ground.

"It is about what I said last night." Thorin answered gazing outside into the dense woods.

"Oh!" Katarina supplied thinking back to Thorin's confession.

"Was there something you wished to ask me Kitten?" Thorin asked curiously glancing sideways at the woman who seemed to be holding a question on her tongue.

Blushing Katarina looked down at her hands, wringing them slightly. "Do not take this in a wrong manner but Thorin it seems as if we are moving a bit fast. Do you not agree? It was only the day before that you confessed to feelings for me then this morning we—"

"Do you regret this morning?" Thorin questioned seriously, forcing the hurt to stay away until they had talked.

"No!" Katarina immediately answered throwing her hands up. "I care for you greatly and this morning gave me a taste of the future but I am glad that you stopped us. I was so caught in the moment that I may have—"

"You do not need to explain Kedzel." Thorin assured grabbing her hands in his, stilling their nervous movements. "As to whether we are moving too quickly I suppose it does not surprise me that you believe this so. Realizing that you are pure was the only thing that stopped me. Besides you are after all human."

"What does me being a human have to do with things?" Katarina pouted.

"Do you know what a dwarf's One is?" Thorin asked patiently.

"No." Katarina responded immediately.

"Lu'" Thorin corrected a smirk making its way on his face.

"Lu'" Katarina repeated shyly.

"We dwarves are blessed with soulmates, they are our One because together we are one being. Not all dwarves have a One but when we find them we know immediately. Normally the dwarves only need a moment before they understand who they had just met and courting starts soon after with braids and beads exchanged." Thorin began gazing seriously at Katarina.

"Like Bombur and his wife?" Katarina questioned.

"Yes." Thorin agreed. "They met and not a week after had begun their courtship with braids exchanged and marriage discussion between the families." Reaching up Thorin moved some of Katarina's hair from her face. "When I first met you I knew. Of course I knew but we had just begun our quest and I deemed you a distraction, a human distraction none the less."

"Was that why you hated me so much at first." Katarina whispered.

"I never hated you, not truly. I hated what you were doing to me. Stirring up such feelings that you were." Thorin muttered shaking his head. "So I kept you at a distance, content in learning about you from what others asked. I watched as my nephews grew closer and closer to you, and you began to understand them on a level that was much too intimate for having only known them for a few days. Then there was the incident with the Trolls, and you just had to fight me. Every step of the way you would but heads with me, you refused to back down, you refused to not have your advice listened to."

Thorin turned gazing back outside as he continued on. "Then the Wargs were chasing us and you tossed yourself after Ori, as if to put yourself in a wargs path that dared to attack him. In that moment my heart nearly stopped, and I cursed you. You who made me worry like I only worried for my sister and her sons. Then Mahal! Rivendell! Dwarves are jealous creatures, we do not enjoy sharing and your easy companionship with the elves—let us just say that I did not take things well."

"That's an understatement." Katarina snorted remembering his reaction to Haldir and Bilbo.

"I understood that my words were much too harsh." Thorin continued. "But they could not be taken back. After we had left my nephews were certain that it was something I said that kept you from joining us, and they were not happy at all. They pouted and would not speak to me."

"They are still young." Katarina supplied.

"Aye, they are." Thorin agreed nodding his head. "But their silence and depression affected me, it was walking those paths that I began to see how life without you would be, how the company was without your presence. I did not like it. Then when the Goblins had taken us and it seemed that all was lost, all I could remember thinking was that I wished to see you smiling at me, one more time."

Taking a deep breathe Thorin continued. "Then Mahal you were there! Beside Gandalf, yelling at me to get up, running to my sister's son to help him. We had escaped them only to run into Azog." Thorin spit the pale orcs name. "As I held you in that tree, you shook with fear and revulsion and my only thought was that I needed to protect you."

"Then you did something stupid." Katarina whispered harshly remembering how her own heart had stopped.

"Yes, I did." Thorin granted. "But then you forgave me all my transgression and I realized that I could not fight it any longer. I could not fight that I felt complete only with you by my side. I could not fight the urge to make you smile and happy, to keep you safe and protected. As I stated earlier when a dwarf finds there one things move quickly. For you it seems fast because it seems as if I only began to develop feelings yesterday. But that is not the case." Turning to Katarina Thorin looked at her seriously.

"You are my One Kedzel, when this is all over I will only take you as my wife and queen. No other will ever be able to fill that spot." Thorin finished.

"Thorin." Katarina began. "I don't know what to say to all that."

"Tell me that you will try." Thorin begged leaning his forehead on hers. "I can be patient—" chuckling at Katarina's snort of disbelief he continued. "I can, and I will."

"I have already decided to stop denying my feelings for you Thorin." Katarina assured relaxing as she felt the tension leave Thorin's body. "But we are still on a quest."

"Yes we are." Thorin said.

"That means we need to focus on the quest, what happens during the quest happens but we don't hold back and we talk about it after it is all over." Katarina implored.

"If that is your wish Uzdan miz mudtu." Thorin agreed.

Uzdan miz mudtu.: Ruler of my Heart

"Hulwul, hulwul, halâw! A'rukh ashlikruki amêzi halâw! Amnâd me samukai e me, Kedzel: Sweet, sweet, honey! Need to taste! Will you let me taste you Kedzel?

Kana hulwul. Kedzel me kana hulwul, kana hulwul. A'rukh yothur: So sweet, Kedzel you are so sweet, so sweet, need more.

Kana Hulwul: So sweet

"Kana San: So perfect

"Kana banmûna: So beautiful