Jasmine groggily stood up and shook pushed her hair out of her eyes. Wait, groggily? Jasmine was never groggy. Tired, yes; but never groggy. She looked to her left and saw Barda begin to come to. 'What happened?' Jasmine looked around. 'And where am I?' Her eyes fell on Lief's body and it all came rushing back. She groaned and felt sick to her stomach. 'How could he do this to us? We travelled all the way to him, relying on Steven's kindness and he puts us to sleep!' Jasmine knew her anger was unjustified but she wasn't willing to let it go. Marching over to Lief's body, she was going to slap him until he woke up and then slap him harder. Her legs weren't used to the uneven terrain and she promptly tripped over some rubble. Looking around she asked the heavens, "Where am I?"

As if she would get an answer. Guess the only one who could tell them was Lief, though this place felt so familiar. Houses made of the purest marble... "Tora!" Jasmine shouted.

It was unnerving not to have another person to speak to. 'You're getting soft. You've lived most of your life alone, yet the moment Lief disappears you open the floodgates.' Jasmine hated that little voice in her head, but it was right. She had become dependent on company, especially after Lief began dating her.

"Easy there Jasmine. I have a splitting headache as it is."
"Barda! Jasmine struggled to contain her excitement. 'What's going on with me? I've become softer then Filli and more hyper then a little girl.' Changing her face to one of mild concern, she examined Barda. No injuries, unsurprising since it was Lief who did this to them. Speak of the devil; Lief had begun to stir...

Awareness came slowly for Lief. When he opened his eyes he wished he hadn't. The light seemed far too bright even though it was only early morning. He calming waited for his eye's to adjust before helping himself up. 'I feel lighter. NO WINGS!'

Lief shot up and felt his back, completely oblivious to Jasmine watching him. He whooped and jumped for joy, doing a three-sixty turn. Nothing could take away his good mood. Except the pout Jasmine was giving him. 'Jasmine!'

Suddenly feeling very nervous; Lief looked upon her standing form for the first time in nearly a month. Her long, shapely legs had lost little of their tan during the time she was asleep and her raven hair was flawless as always. Lief forgot that his spell made it happen, instead thinking that she was so perfect that a mere month couldn't touch her. After seeing Lief looked at her so longingly, Jasmine did the worst thing a women who wanted to stay angry with her man could do: she blushed under his attention.

Lief looked at the ground said the words that broke her heart. "Jasmine, it's over." Jasmine assumed the worst and her breath caught in her throat. She told herself she wouldn't cry. She'd done the same thing to him, how had she let herself believe that he'd take her back? 'Stuff it,'Jasmine thought and burst into tears.

"The Metamorphosis is cured. Will you take me back, after all that I've put you through?" Lief looked up finally and watched for her reaction. Of course, when he saw her tears he assumed the worst. "Jasmine don't cry. It's ok if you want your space." No it wasn't.

Jasmine looked up Lief's last words and realised how badly she had misjudged him. Of course Barda had no idea things had progressed this far. He was quite flabbergasted.

Lief turned to walk away when he felt soft hands wrap against his back. 'Jasmine.' It was the only though he had before being spun around. Jasmine's lips enveloped his...