By the third day of travel, Aurelia gave up on learning the curved blades. They were of spectacular quality, but the movements were too awkward for her. She was all for learning a new skill, but Zinjo pointed out she was years away from mastering the moves in the scroll.
Zinjo's mood had changed now that he and Aurelia shared a tent again, and she felt happier herself with him back at her side. He'd always give her a soft kiss on the cheek to wake her, and she'd nuzzle into him in protest and grip him tight in her arms.
"Do we have to get up?" she kissed Zinjo and smiled at him.
"I'm afraid we have to, dark princess. The Cherish Empire awaits us," Zinjo pressed her against his hard sculpted body.
She inhaled the spicy scent and giggled, "So what are we going to do with the
