Raising Morale.

Valerian did not know what to say, or what to feel at this moment. He was too young and ever since he could remember, all he had in his life was a constant struggle for power. He was simply too busy to pay attention to what emotions, other than familial love, were. 

Now, when Morgana kissed him, he sensed a warmth that quickly spread from his lips to his heart, but he controlled himself and did not let this warmth effect his brain, yet he could sense his heartbeat. It was resonating throughout his body, as if a war drum. 

Da-thump, da-thump, da-thump, da-thump...

All of a sudden his throat was dry, his hands were trembling slightly. He thought it was a poisonous attack, but then all of it calmed down as he looked at the girl standing in front of him with a crimson tinted face. He realized that Morgana was also suffering from these same signs and she was discomforted as well.