@skllger + five times our muses kissed.
“ marry me. “ the knight pleaded, and calanthe couldn’t stop her lips from CURLING up in a smile. she’s seen men lose their HEADS for her before, as much as a glance at her beautiful face ENOUGH for them to go mad, like rabid dogs, but this..? “ tuirseach, we’ve known each other for a DAY. “ she reminded him, eyebrows raised HIGH in an expression of amusement. but the islander only shook her head, and in a surge of sudden BOLDNESS, he gripped her shoulders, their lips connecting in a kiss that MIGHT just have been the most pleasant one calanthe had EVER experienced. “ i know. and i can’t live without you. “
the KISS is long and passionate, her moan swallowed by him as they both reach the peak of ECSTASY, and with a loud sigh, she falls next to him, a cascade of silver hair COVERING the sheets and the pillow. HEATED bodies cool off next to each other, her pale skin in contrast with his SWARTHY tan, as the tips of his thick fingers brush against her side, goosebumbs summoned so EASILY. “ marry me. “ he murmurs, and she cannot contain a giggle, turning her back on him, allowing him to WRAP her in his strong arms.
“ calanthe. marry me. “ this time, she LAUGHS, shaking her head. he still doesn’t understand. he STILL doesn’t get it. “ eist. listen to me, you lovestruck FOOL. “ she demanded, her voice suddenly harsh, emerald green eyes narrowed and ANGRY. she was out of patience. “ you are no KING material. you are a sailor. a pirate. you’ll sail off into the SUNSET the first chance you’ll get, and plough the first port city WHORE. “ but the man only shook his head, taking her hands, his deep blue eyes staring at her with such SINCERITY. “ my calanthe… since i have met you, i haven’t even LOOKED at another woman. i could not. i want no title. no crown. i just want YOU. “ silence fell between them, for a minute, two, three… before the queen threw her arms around his neck, lips pressed against his with such HUNGER.
“ you may kiss the bride. “ the words SOUNDED, and this time, calanthe’s heart pounded with happiness when she heard them. her HUSBAND. a man she loved so deeply, so completely. humming into his lips, she lets a TEAR escape her eye, because for the first time she feels FREE. she made her own choice. she chose her own HAPPINESS. and from now on, she would always do so.
“ we can’t win. “ he says, hand gripping hers with nothing but CONCERN, and she looks back at him. it does not matter wether they win or LOSE, calanthe knows. she has no HOPE of winning against nilfgaard, not like this, not UNPREPARED. “ we shan’t, eist. we shall hold them. “ she said, tone GRAVELY serious, and she knew in this moment he understood too. arm wrapped around her WAIST, he pulls her into a kiss. one into which they both pour all the love they have for each other. because they are going to DIE.