I think I'm finally getting over that "block" phase…

I'd like to hear more comments though since I want to know what all of you that reading this think about the story. Other than that, enjoy!

Oliza closed the door of the guest room firmly and checked to see if they were the only ones in the room though it was obvious that there was nothing to worry about. It was just Ulrik and she. For a while, neither of them spoke, though a sort of anger and hurt could be seen in his eyes despite his stoic expression. She had no right to be angry about the fact that he had never told her of his decent. She had never thought it necessary to inquire into his life when she herself had lied to him all along. She had been content with the scraps of details that he had given about his life. She, on the other hand, had lied to protect herself, even from Ulrik who had saved her life.

"Princess Oliza Shardae Cobriana, heir to the Tuuli Thea and Diente of the three kingdoms." He spoke her name out loud, showing an aversion at the sound of it and the reality it carried.

Oliza paced around the room as she answered back to defend herself. "Before you reproach me for what I did, I have to explain my reasons. I was in danger; I had just been attacked and could not trust a stranger."

"Afraid of a stranger who saved your life?" The silver-gray eyes stared her down and for a moment, she felt little in the shadow of his anger.

His intimidating presence reminded her so much of the first time she had laid eyes on him. That night, she had been defenseless and unsure of his intentions though he had obviously helped her and healed her wounds. She had but the slightest scar now, soon to fade with time. That scar was a reminder of the man who had helped her at her weakest. Now, here he stood, facing her and furious for her deceit. Oh how she wanted him to leave! Not because of her heart but because of the fear for the danger he carried.

Oliza sighed in desperation. She had no words to say to him, not exactly. Everything she wanted to say would only make him stay, would only make him more dangerous, would only entangle her more.

"If everything was faced with the truth from the beginning," Ulrik spoke softly as he collected himself, "nothing would have happened." He leaned against a wall resignedly, his clean-shaven face revealing his true youth and making him lost and innocent.

In a moment, before she could stop herself, she gave in to what her heart told her to and ignored all sense of conscience. She was there in an instant, her hand touching the softness of his face and smiling softly at the fact that he was there now, real as ever and not one of her memories. His hand met with hers meanwhile his eyes were still closed, surely he too did not regret anything in the end. Neither did she, she thought. That morning she had said it herself, at least to herself if not out loud.

They stood there like that for what seemed like an eternity, both comfortable with the slightest touch. He then held her close in his embrace, burying his face in the softness of her neck and warmth of her body.

"Namidia… Oliza… whatever names you use, I commend myself to you as yours and no one else's for you are my moon"

She placed a finger against his lips, quieting his husky voice and replacing her fingers with a gentle kiss.

I actually updated in less than a week… wow

All that music I'm listening to is helping…