Making Jam

"Why not?" Therius raised a brow at the sudden rejection.

"Because the hut is close to everybody else's own huts and it's not soundproof… plus, Stell and the others are sure to return with Alderaan. We can't be caught like this," Emma whispered to him and gave him a sheepish smile.

Even just Emma's tone and voice were enough to turn Therius on greatly. Long hours at the palace with nothing but work, the king sincerely missed every bit of Emma and longed for her touch.

"You do remember that I can at least send everyone in this radius to somewhere far away?" Therius said with a husky tone. "It wouldn't be too troublesome for me to do. I missed you so much, honey."

"That seems a bit too much." Emma smiled a little and rested her hands on Therius' chest. Her husband was being cute and polite when inviting her to bed despite their circumstances. "I did miss you too though..."