Heated

"For what?" a confused Demarion asked, stopping her from opening her door. She turned to look at him and answered earnestly, "For keeping your word to me." Aakifahlynn spoke. Demarion promised her a war, and he just reassured her that his men were ready.

"I will do anything for you, Aakifahlynn; you need only ask." Demarion admitted. It was the truth; he would do anything for this woman.

Aakifahlynn looked into his eyes, tempted to ask why again but not wanting to be disappointed by his half-arsed answers. Gazing into his eyes, she saw that if she allowed herself to believe what she was seeing, she would see that this man would die for her, that he loved her, and it was not any normal love, and that she was his everything.

Instead, she ignored it, leaned in, and kissed his cheek close to his lips. "Thank you," was all she said before opening her room door and entering her room.