He nodded with a look of fear and awe mimicked on his pretty features.
(You will not die, not now, not ever... His breath hissed in her ear.)
"Indeed, I am, Dear One."

His hand still holding hers. The soft grass and the sunlight around them.

(A grin as he kisses her. Leaning forward, he curses softly under his breath. Turning his body, he attempts to untangle himself from the sheets)