Castle of Dreams

Tremaine Property

The morning air felt good—better than he could have imagined. The night before passed well enough, and with the sun still behind the mountain range to the east, it left the valley within, still cloaked in the somber lenses of pre-dawn.

The crickets chirped, and the sound of nature scurried throughout the forest as Terra adjusted the folded clothes over his shoulder and continued on towards the river. He had awoken early to the knocking at his door and found Drizella ready for another horseback riding lesson. That shrill voice of hers was still grating, even if it sounded just a little less wrathful than she had previously.

He ' regretfully' informed her that he had planned to wash up in the river along the property's edge and that he would resume their lessons when he was properly washed and dried. Ready for the day with a clean body and a clear head. Surprisingly, Drizella agreed far quicker than he had anticipated and said that he could take his sweet time due to the fact that she could smell him from inside the house. She left in a rush and with her nose held high.

He was thankful for the break, as another morning of her piercing voice screaming at him for attempting to help her might send him into the water's depths with rocks tucked in his pockets. A grim joke that he imagined he would make at the dining room table, prompting Aqua to slap him for making such a crass joke in front of Ven. Who would have snorted his morning milk and giggled like a schoolboy who heard a naughty word.

It's been years since he's ever bathed in a river properly. Not counting his morning swimming relays with Aqua or his own dunks in the water to invigorate the senses after a poor night's sleep. He would recall his father's slurred barks every weekend morning to dunk his head back when he was a small child, being told to wipe down his nooks and bends and comb out the knots in his dark brown hair to appear that he was cleaned and cared for.

Terra's hand combed over his cheeks and his chin just as he belted out a tree bark splitting yawn, moving to scratch at the stubble under his fingertips and beginning to feel it give way to the soft curls of a growing beard.

He had only attempted to grow out his facial hair twice purposefully in his life. The first was when he was about twelve, and his lips and chin were pitifully planted with a number of hairs that he could count on both his hands. He had finally decided to pluck them out painfully at the dining room table when Aqua kept poking fun at him, stating how cute it was that he was attempting to look like a man.

The second time was when he was about sixteen, and Ventus was curious as to how he could grow a mustache and a goatee like their master. Terra remarked that it wasn't too difficult and went on to demonstrate how simple it was. Three months later, Terra had a thick mustache and goatee comparable to their master's. Aqua enjoyed it this time around, and Ven was amazed that Terra would grow one so fast. It made him keep his facial hair for a few weeks.

However, when he summoned his Keyblade armor haphazardly one afternoon, the hair got accidentally caught in the visor as it locked into place and nearly pulled his lip off of his face. Since then, he's been clean-shaven and constantly shaving to avoid such a mistake again. He would need to ask if Cinderella liked her men to have beards and if it was worth the trouble to shave it down.

Without the worry of his armor snagging his facial hair, there was a sense of relief in the fact that he could relax and just let his hair grow out as much as he would like. Much like his hair. The beard he was getting was a few shades lighter than the hair on his head, a trait he hadn't noticed before.

He cleared his throat from the lack of use, spat out the taste of old blood, and began to whistle. The song that had recently been silenced in his heart was beginning to play once again, and he just had to let it out. Basking in the joy of a simple, quiet morning.

When he could see the bank of the river, his whistling ceased, and he began to gently sing to himself as he tossed his clothes over a low, hanging branch. Approaching the water to get a feel for the temperature. It was freezing, as was to be expected. But not as cold as one would expect.

"The other night dear, as I lay sleeping. I dreamed I held you in my arms. When I awoke, dear, I was mistaken. So I bowed my head and I cried." Terra's voice rumbled gently as he began to unbutton his shirt and toss it onto the branch. The song was a favorite of Eraqus', one that Terra heard every so often when the Master was making a meal and wanted to fill the dead silence in the air.

Eraqus told him it was a love song, a song meant to signify how much care one had for another. Terra asked if the Master ever loved someone like that, like in the song. Eraqus simply smiled and answered that he had once.

The crisp air was tickling his skin as he rubbed his rough hands over his body to heat himself up. He unfurled the bandages along his shoulders and his abdomen to let them breathe and to allow him some time to adjust to eventually not having to wear them. Thanks to his Cinderella, they expertly sewed up, and from the looks of it, they were healing fast and steadily. It was a welcomed sight to the Keyblade Wielder. It was nice to be on the road to recovery.

His fingers were brushing over healing scars and the soft goosebumps that began to cover his body from the chilled air. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are gray…"

Terra relieved himself of his bottoms, tossing them over the branch, and took a moment to stretch out his legs with a few bends and stretches before marching into the depths of the water. The cold water shocked his feet and made his toes curl. His eyes shut tight, his voice caught in his throat, and he gnashed his teeth together as he fixed his mind to jump and did so without hesitation. A plunge to wake up the body and steel his will.

The chilled water shocked his system as he knew it would, his mind going blank as all he could think about was how cold the water was. He breaks the surface with a few shivering laughs, trying to stave off the intense chill in his body with some wide arm swings and finger flexing.

With a few moments to settle his senses, he waded in the water and began to feel his body acclimate to the cold. Unaware of the watchful eyes that were in the forest focused on him as he swam…

Cinderella awoke to the sound of Drizella slamming the door shut before sunrise and muttering something to Anastasia about Terra. Whatever it was, it had lit a fire under their feet as they couldn't move fast enough to rush out of the house.

Cinderella figured that Terra would once again be the target of her sister's ire today and wanted to at least give him a moment of repose in the form of a tended to shoulder and a tender ear to at least help him in some regard.

She went on her way and found that Terra was not in his room, or tending to Major in the stable. She didn't find him anywhere on property.

She was ready to help him address his reopened shoulder wound this morning with a spool and needle in hand. And when she saw Anastasia and Drizella sneaking off of the property, she trailed closely behind them.

The two of them hated being out in the forest, in the daytime or at night. So for them to choose to be out here meant something was going on—something Cinderella had to get to the bottom of.

The two vain sisters walked on into the woods, softly barking at one another for stepping on the running train of another's dress or stumbling into the other as they navigated poorly through the underbrush. Nearly tripping and falling into the dirt more than a dozen times each.

Eventually, they quickly darted and stopped behind a wide bush, hunkered down and peeked over the edge of the hedge. The sisters were enamored with the sight.

Anastasia was snickering to herself, eyes aglow with mischief, whereas Drizella was slack-jawed, with rosy cheeks and her heavy breathing displacing leaves on the bush. The pair of them watched Terra with the intensity of a predator watching their prey.

"I knew he was big but I didn't know he was such a tall glass of water." Anastasia noted softly, her eyes squinting in joy as she bit the tip of her thumb with a smirk. She crooks her head, scanning over their target from head to toe. "You wouldn't think that water was cold with-"

"Shut! Up!" Drizella spoke sharply and quietly, her wide eyes now narrowed in rage as she stared at her sister. Her black eyes burned with irritation. "He's going to hear you if you don't shut your big mouth."

"Do you see those shoulders?" Anastasia mumbled against her thumb, her stifled moans giving way to her eyes rolling into the back of her head. "What a girl wouldn't do to feel those? And those big hands of his- mhm! "

"He's mine , Anastasia. Back! Off." Drizella growled out possessively, shaking her head, before she stared back at her man. The shimmering river water was displaced by the cutting strokes of Terra's thick arms. After several laps back and forth, he stopped and stood up straight.

He relaxed in the water waist deep, letting his hands comb through his hazel-shaded locks to undo any knots and bunches that had accumulated during his time on this world. Drizella licked her lips, her eyes staring at his muscular abdomen and his powerful hands. "He's the one teaching me how to ride a horse, and then I'll be taking him out on solo rides out through the countryside."
"That's smart." Anastasia piped in. Nodding without taking her eyes off of Terra. "Get some alone time. Maybe I need to ask for some private lessons? Maybe he could take me out hunting."

"Eventually, he'll fall in love with me, because why wouldn't he?" Drizella said with a shrug, flipping her hair over her shoulder and smugly rolling her eyes knowingly. "I am the prettiest Tremaine."

"I'm the prettiest Tremaine!" Anastasia said in a hushed, pointed tone, glaring at her sister out of the corner of her eye. She was wiggling her shoulders and flaunting her hair. "Who doesn't love a pretty redhead?"

"If he ever sees one, I would start getting worried." Drizella barked, raising her foot and stomping it against Anastasia's calf. The jab nearly sent her to her knees as Drizella took the opportunity, with her sister nearly taken down, to get a better spot to stare at Terra. "Then he would ask for my hand in marriage, which I'll deny at first. Can't look too desperate. Anyways. I really need him to get a real trade first. I won't be married to some stableboy. Even if he's a handsome stableboy."

His arms were coiling from the strenuous swimming, his biceps and triceps lacked a shred of fat and were defined to show off how thick and built his arms were. His forearms tensed and flexed as he raked his nails across his scalp, the muscle's veins taut against his sun-kissed skin and he ran to the back of his hands and down to the bend of his elbows. The way his hair rested wet against his shoulders and between his shoulder blades no longer framed his face, showing how strong his jawline was from certain angles. His back faced towards them as he rolled and flexed out his body to address the lingering aches or sore muscles. The thickness of his back was defined by years of rigorous combat, with the muscles beneath his skin almost struggling to stay contained.

The sisters watched as he folded his hands to lock behind his neck and stretch out his arms, his broad and powerful chest chiseled to reveal every earned inch of muscle along his torso. The thick pectorals looked to be as strong as an oak's trunk, with the image of the heat radiating off of his body enough to send chills down the sisters spines.

Drizella had noticed the hair on his chest slicked down his abdomen, and the trail seemed to disappear below the water's surface. Her prayers for him to step out of the water just a few steps more so she could see where the path led sent her heart to start throbbing in her throat.

The pairs of eyes focused on the way his hands ran down his abdomen to rub the groove of his Adonis belt and ran down his muscular thighs to ease out the tension of the swim and the cramps of his legs, the mere sight of that V shaped muscle nearly made the pair of girls drool at the sight of such a specimen of man. Such a rigid, powerful, and strong man.

Cinderella rushed towards the two sisters, hands balled into fists as they ogled the warrior beyond the stars. Her Terra.

"What are you-"

The screams of the sisters could have cracked the stained glass windows in the castle's cathedral, how loud and sharp they were.

Terra, who heard the shouting, immediately ran towards the treeline and grabbed the closest pair of bottoms he could procure. He dressed himself to hide his private areas before rushing to the hedge to find the source of the yelling.

Cinderella's hands slammed to her ears and the sisters continued to scream. Drizella's hands clawed at her cheeks in fear, and Anastasia's lips quivered at the pitch of her shout.

Terra apprehended the bush, hands curled into fists as he rounded the edge and saw the three sisters all piled around each. A short distance away from the river's edge. Where he was previously swimming naked. He felt his jaw clench and his breath grow unsteady.

"Ladies." Terra growled, his voice low, and his eyes squinted into an aggressive stare. His fists were coiled and resting on his hips. "What is going on here?"

Without bothering to answer, the stepsisters hightailed it and began to run back towards the property. Falling and crashing over every uneven patch of dirt as they rushed home.

Terra groaned in annoyance, huffing to himself as he threw up his hands and began to return to the water's bank. He stared out across the river's surface, admiring the reflection of the opposite side of the river shimmering in the ever-moving current.

"I'm so sorry for them." Cinderella said with a sincere and apologetic tone that the feeling of disrespect that they had given to Terra was beyond her control and her ability to make it right. Terra waved it off, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. Trying to ward off the spike of anger with measured breaths. He took in a deep chested sigh before he glanced over at Cinderella with a weak smile. He ran his hands down his sides, resting them on his hips. Walking back towards the river's edge. "They are unbelievable sometimes. I never thought they would-"

"It's whatever, Cinderella. I just wanted to swim. And take a bath. Figured I would kill two birds with one stone." Terra said, as he hooked his thumbs into his bottoms. He glances over at her, casting an aside glance as he nudged his chin towards the waters. "If you don't mind."

Cinderella let out an audible, 'oh' with rosy cheeks before she turned around. Her back to her beau while he dives back into the stream and gets readjusted to the waters. Much quicker this time. She hears him break the surface, and she turns around to face him. She walks to the edge of the bank, sitting down on a thick, exposed root of a tree and watching Terra. He waded in the slow current, his blue eyes just as clear and shining as the river's waters.

"I didn't think I would be so popular." Terra rolled his eyes, practicing his backstroke and stretching out his shoulders and arms in turn. Cinderella's eyes linger on the way his arms were tight and flexed out, the bend of his torso with every stroke. Her gaze was so hyper-focused on his face that she did not allow her eyes to drift and linger on spots they shouldn't. "I got not one, but three fans. I feel so honored. "

"I'm sure you had a few admirers back home." Cinderella shook her head, waving off the idea that the Keyblade wielder wouldn't have a line of suitors waiting for him. With his kind attitude, strong heart, and hearty body, she imagined he would be an eligible bachelor. "You are very handsome."

"Not too many." Terra stated as he stopped midstroke and waded in the water. His bare chest was tense due to the cold waters, and his eyes were focused on Cinderella. "I was fairly young when I left home, so the most I ever got was a few pinched cheeks from some grandmas. Aqua and I are just friends, so that wasn't going to happen. Not many opportunities to be admired. So, being looked at like this is not something I've really gotten used to."

Noticing just how much of her attention he held by just standing there, naked. With a teasing grin, he leaned forward and cupped some water, letting it splash atop his head and trickle down his body.

"That's a shame for them." Cinderella noted, with a blush across her cheeks and her hands fidgeting with her dress. When the water hit his body, her heart sprang up into her throat.

Most of it stayed in his hair; Some of it raced down his cheeks and chin, a few beads leaving strands that raced down his throat and curved around his collarbone. Trailing down the valley of his muscular chest until it shimmied between his abdominal muscles.

Her eyes followed a single bead until it joined back with the river, her hands tightening into fists to steady herself as she realized how close that water bead was to going below his waistline. She glanced back up, his coy smile plastered on his face with a sense of victory in his eyes. She bit her lip and glanced down at the river's bank. The dirt and gravel of the shore is much harder to look at than Terra's mouthwatering form.

"If I may ask?" Cinderella inquired, the Keyblade Wielder shrugging and letting out a short and curt, 'Go on.' Cinderella pulled her lips apart with an audible pop. "How come you and Lady Aqua never fancied one another?"

"Oh," Terra scooped up a handful of water and clapped it under his armpits and around his neck. His fingers were tenderly rubbing his areas as he thought of him and Aqua's relationship. "We were raised together pretty young. I was taken from my world, and she was taken from hers, so we were close because we only had each other. Sure, I do think she is very pretty, but it's not like I wanted anything more than that. We both were training and focused on becoming Masters."

"I see." Cinderella said with a nod, her eyes glancing back up at Terra as he let his hands link behind his neck. His eyes shut gently as he rolls his neck around the bend of his interlocked fingers. She digs her toe into the dirt, making a small hole as she bites her tongue gently and chooses to ask the question that popped into her mind. "You never mentioned your homeworld before… What was it like?"

"It kind of reminds me of this place. There are lots of trees. A river. Quiet. Sometimes." Terra's jaw clenches as he thinks of the sister's shrill cries. "I stayed there until I was about eight."

"Do you miss it?" Cinderella asked, Terra shaking his head as he let his eyes fall to the water. His lips curled into a cruel and sullen smile. "How come?"

"Just don't." Terra said so simply. He crouched into the water, getting shoulder-deep into the slow-moving waves with his hands resting on his knees. "My father's buried there, the orphanage is still there, hopefully in better condition now. I had to work odd jobs at a young age just to get some food."

"What did you do?" Cinderella inquired, her interest piqued as she continued to watch him.

"I worked in stables, cleaning out stalls. Shaving down hooves. General care. I worked as a blacksmith apprentice for a brief time, but he stopped feeding me after the first few days, so I stopped going to help stoke fires." Terra wiggled his hand through the waters, fighting the current on one bend and letting it take his hand away with a flick of the wrist. His lips reflected the warmth he held in his heart for Eraqus. "Then Master got me. I got my own room, three meals a day, plus dessert if I was good. It was nice."

"Do you miss your Master?" Cinderella asked innocently, her lips curled into a smile that matched Terra's own. Terra's smile faltered, his eyes shutting as he let out a short and joy-deflating sigh.

"I do." Terra said genuinely and swiftly, shutting his eyes as he replayed the image of Eraqus falling into his arms and bursting into star matter. All Terra wanted to do was protect Ven. "I miss him a lot. I miss my family."

There is a silence that settles between the two. Cinderella honors it with a simple shake of the head and allows Terra to linger in his feelings with her, ready to be there for him should he need it. Terra sniffs and pinches his eyes shut, groaning to himself as he shakes his head.

"It's going to be fine." Terra stated this surely before shaking his head and huffing. He steadily rose to his feet, cracking his neck with a few twists of his chin and rolling his shoulders. "It's going to be fine."

He turned to see Cinderella, who had averted her gaze as he stood, worried that she would catch a glimpse of something she wasn't supposed to see. His lips curled to a wicked grin, his mind running with mischief.

"Am I so ugly that you can't bear to look at me?" Terra inquired with a short, deep chuckle. The kind that made Cinderella breathe harder out through her nose and her eyes pulled shut to avoid looking at him. Trying not to ogle him like her sisters had. Trying to respect him, as he deserved to be respected. She hears the water shift and get displaced by his body moving around in the river. In his deep, gentle voice, he spoke to her again. "Cinderella… Darling. Look at me. "

That's what did it. That's what grabbed her attention fully. Her hands loosened, and her head was slowly pulled up.

She slowly glanced up at him, her cheeks flushed a deep red, and her eyes met his. He stood partially out of the water, one hand locked behind his neck at the other resting on his hip. As the morning sun broke over the mountains, his body was outlined in a haze of golden sunshine.

"May I ask you a question?" Terra asked, the hammering of his heart in his chest growing faster as he saw her nod her head. Her eyes grow wider the longer she stares at him. He looked at her with tender, half-lidded eyes. His blue stare was nearly hidden underneath his thick and soft eyelashes. "Do you think about the night we had together?"

His lip pulled back into a devious grin while he looked at her, and she whispered a short, heartbeat shuddering, 'yes.' Affection and desire glowed in his eyes. He slowly let his hand fall to his side, biting his lip softly as he let out a breathy sigh.

"Darling…" Terra stated in the guttural moan. Her body grew rigid, and her breath was pulled out of her body. "I've thought about our night together many times since then."

Terra glanced over her, seeing that her breathing had gotten heavier and her neck and chest flush at the sudden rush of adrenaline in her body. He licked his lips, his pink tongue tracing along the edges of his mouth made her jaw clench and her arms tremble. Her breathing got heavier and heavier the longer she looked at him. The fact that he got her so flustered and excited made his body ache for her. The desire to make her feel wanted made his blood run hot, and his mind raced with other ways to make her feel wanted.

The things she was imagining with Terra would have taken her to her knees, for which she was thankful she was already sitting down. She let out a breathy sigh, the kind that would have been heard as an airy moan under certain circumstances.

She watches as he slowly trails his hand along the edge of his abdomen, his knuckles skimming the top surface of the water. He teased her with just how close his fingers were to what rested just below them. His low breaths fill his chest and he lets his shoulders fall, his eyes watching the way her hand grips and squeezes the edge of her dress as she tries to calm herself down.

"Cinderella…" Terra whimpered longingly, his head falling back as if the mere utterance of her name could send him to his knees. He breathes in harsh, low, and hard pants. The kind of breaths that came with a measure of effort and a need to gather control. He rolled his head up, his lecherous stare barely hidden under his lashes as he looked at his Princess. "Before I decide to get out… care to join-"

"Terra!" Drizella's cackled cry echoes through the forest, Cinderella's breath coming out in a short gasp as Terra's shoulders rolled back and his eyes pulled to a squint. He shakes his head in disappointment before letting out a short, huffed chuckle. "Time for the riding lesson! Now!"

"Best not keep her waiting." Terra muttered to himself, beginning to walk out of the water and approach his clothes. Cinderella nods and goes to leave, turning her back towards Terra so that he may dress himself without wandering eyes. However, a more rambunctious part of her knew that he would want her to look at him now. Her fingers are fiddling with one another as she nervously waits for him to get dressed.

"We better get going." Cinderella said with a hint of disappointment, her eyes focusing out on the treeline ahead of her. "She'll be looking for you…"

Terra pulled his bottoms up and moved to put on his button-up shirt, only to stop his dressing as he slipped into the shirt. It was then that he moved to approach Cinderella from behind. Terra knew this may be the last time in a while where they may be away from the eyes of her vile family, and he wanted to make the most of it. Even if it was a quick and innocent hold.

"Terra?" Her voice came out in a squeak. His bare chest presses against her back as he wraps his arms around her waist. His chin dipped against her right shoulder to gently press his lips against the nape of her neck. His hot breath beat down her chest as his hands comb and rake against her hips to keep her close to him. To hold her in his arms as he did that night that they shared together. Even for just a moment.

"Terra…" Cinderella's voice fell to a low, longing moan. She didn't know what came over her, whether it was how they hadn't had a moment truly alone since they had been brought back together or if it was seeing how Drizella and Anastasia looked at him so distastefully and talked to him as though he were their plaything, but she couldn't hold herself back anymore. The stress of Terra's journey had come to a head, and he craved release. He needed her.

They wanted this together, and they both needed one another.

Her left hand moved to grab ahold of his waistband to pull him closer to her, her chin pulled to her left shoulder to expose more of her neck to him, and her right hand ran up across his cheek and grabbed a tuft of his hazel hair to keep his lips on her. Her back pressing against his hard body to mold against his shape and allow his lips to pepper and mark her neck with his affection to his heart's content. Which is what he did.

His mouth graced her first with hard, punctuated, and aching kisses. The kind that held unfathomable desire, the irritation of having to wait so long to do this, and the fear that he might not be able to do this again. The first few kisses were like that, only to get more tender, purposeful, and lingered on her skin. To worship her beautiful body with acts of wordless prayer, to feel her heart throbbing in her throat whenever he pressed his lips to her.

His breathing got more strained and heavier as his heart began racing in utter joy, which provoked him to kiss her more on the neck and let his hands take hold of her waist to pull her against him. Letting her feel him against her body. He was craving the heat of her frame and wanted her to be as close as she could be to his body.

His lips pressed down longer as he grew more and more bold. In between his kisses, he was now serving her with quick drags of his tongue.

The initial lick caused her breath to expel from her body in a hot rush, which only motivated him to do so again. Kiss, lick, kiss, lick. Each combo met with a suck in of air and an exhale of exhilaration.

Terra's mind ran blank as instinct took his hands that rested along her waist and slowly moved them down her thighs. His massive, strong hands massaged her legs as he felt her body roll and rub into his tender touch.

She steadied her stance in her pleasured haze, heels dug into the dirt, before she rolled her body against him in a wave of euphoric desire. Her shoulders dug into his pectoral, her spine ran against his sternum, and her hips rolled down against his own. Terra's waist bucked at the sensation of her against him, his fingers curling into her flesh as his guttural groan of enjoyment spread like wildfire against her neck.

"Light… I need you." Terra moaned as he ran his lips against her cheek and pressed his mouth against her ear. His eyes squinted shut as the jolt of excitement echoed from a primal and focused place. Terra's hands took hold of her dress, pulling it up to her midthighs before letting his hands grip her bare flesh as he breathed hotly against her cheek. His desire appeared to be caged poorly, and the flash of an idea of his lust getting pulled out of control terrified Terra and excited Cinderella. "Darling…"

"Yes, Terra . Yes." Her breath came out in a longing, heart-aching sigh. Her eyes half lidded as she huffed and moaned to the feeling his body pressed against hers, his wanting of her too much for him to process at the moment. Terra's hands began to curl towards the insides of her thighs as her hips began to slowly and purposefully roll into his waist.

Letting her body feel every inch of him against her. The slow friction of their movements made both of their mouths fall slack, and their breaths rested stuck in their throats. Cinderella's moans grew higher pitched, and her hip rolling got faster as Terra's hands moved further up her thighs-

"Terra! Get here now before I set your room on fire!" Drizella's shrill voice causes Terra to grunt in frustration as he rests his forehead against Cinderella's shoulder, her head snapping to face him before pressing her mouth against his cheek. They had to stop, even if they both didn't want to.

Her fingers comb over his facial hair as she gives him soft kisses on his face. They wordlessly agree to stop with a single stare, both of their blue eyes burning with affection and wanting for each other. They would find a proper time to continue, but for now…

They both pull away from one another, Cinderella quickly fixing her dress so it wasn't bunched up on her thighs and Terra flexing his hands and his calves to get his blood rushing to other parts of his body. Cinderella walked off, quietly taking the bandana that held up her hair to then wrap around her neck to hide the marks of affection Terra left on her. Terra followed behind, buttoning his shirt and thinking of the boring repetition of chopping down trees to get his mind off of other activities.

The two of them walked side by side back to the manor, wondering when they were going to find the time to continue where they left off.