I own nothing. This is sorta… post-"Tamuli".
Talen leaned heavily against the wall, his breathing ragged and fear evident in his eyes.
The object of his fears leaned slightly forward, a gleeful smile dancing on the lips.
"P-princess!" the ex-thief gasped as Danae, now full-grown and terrible heart-breaker, leaned a bit more on the table, thereby making the cleavage of her dress more and more evident. "W-what are you doing?!"
"Nothing, dear Talen. Merely leaning on the table." it may even has slipped off as an innocent remark if she had not purred it.
"T-that is a most un-regal position, your Highness."
"Why don't we cut the formalities?" Talen was sure as death that she was only supporting the weight of her upper-body now, seeing as she was almost lying on the table. "It's more proper seeing as we are… completely alone."
"D-Danae!"
"That's better."
"I-I've had the impression that Aphreal is sort of…"
"Infatuated with you? I can assure you that she is."
"Do you really think it's a good idea to steal the guy a Goddess likes?!"
Danae laughed a little. "Dear Talen, I am Aphreal." with that, her mouth fit over his perfectly.
Talen's mind exploded at that moment. That had to be it. There was no other way he would ever consider pulling the princess/Goddess close and savouring the kiss otherwise.
Of course, Sparhawk entered at that moment. His mind melted when he saw his daughter kissing the ex-thief passionately… and especially when it was obvious that the young man had no objections.
Many impulses ran through Sparhawk's head at that moment, though he chose the most sensible: walk back to his and Elahna's room.
"What's wrong, dear?"
"How much do you happen to like Talen? Because he seems to find our daughter awfully attractive."
Talen and Flute/Danae/Aphreal forever! I wish this chapter had been longer, though…
Not to mention better…
And more worthy of the amazing Goddess…
Review! Please?