Adeline woke up to slow hums on her skin, and rhe golden touch of the sun that accompanied it she gave a small sigh, then turned, her lips slightly parting in a smile. Her face came to slowly bury in the midst of warm, misty skin, and she stopped, then slowly looked up.
Lucan was already looking down at her, his hair falling slightly over his eyes, his smile as telling as hers was.
For a long moment neither of them spoke, amd Adeline found herself laughing as she leaned in closer.
They both were cladded under the multiple sheets, but Lucan's robe was burst open, and her dress as tiny as it had been last night was rolled up a little more, the neckline hanging a little lower.
"I shall..."
"Shh," Lucan said, stopping her from speaking. "I know there will be war and there will be death
