A Journey Home

As the first rays of dawn filtered through the curtains, Kael and Mieza stirred awake, the warmth of the morning sun casting a golden glow over the room. Wrapped in each other's arms, they lay for a moment, savoring the peace and the closeness they had found.

Kael's fingers traced gentle patterns on Mieza's back as he murmured, "Good morning, my love."

Mieza smiled, her eyes still closed. "Good morning," she replied, her voice soft and content. The memories of their passionate night together flooded back, filling her with a warmth that went beyond the physical.

Kael shifted slightly, propping himself up on one elbow to look down at her. "Last night was perfect," he said, his eyes reflecting the depth of his feelings.

Mieza opened her eyes, meeting his gaze. "It was," she agreed, reaching up to touch his face. "I've never felt closer to anyone."