-She will be again when she is among yours. When ... - couldn't finish the sentence, when he left her.
The elf climbed a tree branch and began to play the flute. The whole forest sang with him. When the sun rose again the muse woke up, smiled at the golden gaze of the god, and kissed him gently while hugging his neck.
The god could see his eyes brighter than nape, his golden glow was so powerful that it had illuminated the entire clearing all night. Her lips were redder and fuller, her hair floated as if it were in the water. She looked beautiful and wild like never before.
A clear throat reminded them that they were not alone. Ares growled, he hated that elf.
-We'll get there at sunset if we go now.
-We should have something for breakfast first. Ares needs more than fences Eldrick.
