THE KING AND QUEEN

The moon was so bright out there against the night sky and the wind was rather cold, but even so, Zia still stuck out one of her feet out of the blanket, which made Draven smile.

 

Some thing had never changed and in this case, Draven was actually glad.

 

Carefully, he covered her feet and laid down next to her. One more thing that he liked the most was the fact that Zia always responded to him, despite the fact that she was still sleeping. She actually snuggled against him, moving closer to hug him back.

 

Draven kissed her forehead and her cheek.

 

"Good night, love," he whispered to her hair. Zia's lips were slightly ajar, as she tangled their feet together and when Draven squeezed her body lightly, she would let out a satisfying grunt.