Her scent wasn’t faint so she wasn’t very far. He followed it and forced himself not to rush to her. Yakir was noticing how much he wanted to be around Zirri lately. Before he felt suffoocated by her now he found himself being drawn near her. It's like his little lust for her had grown and was becoming uncontrollable. It was changinf altogether to something far more intense. He not only wanted to f**k her for days at a time but he also wanted to keep her around because he was calmed by her very presence and he didn’t even know when that had changed. She used to irritate his very soul and now he was calmed yet riled up by her presence. He was a mixed bag of emotion and the princess was the one shaking it.
As he thought to himself he found himself where her scent was the strongest.
