- We should go to sleep. - Kira said to Eron. She was lying on his chest, skin to skin, while he stroked her hair.
- We could disappear into the woods and let someone else take care of this war. - Said Eron, smiling at her.
- It looks like a great plan. - Said Kira, smiling. - When do we leave?
Kira stretched out and kissed Eron on the lips as he gently slid his fingertips across her skin. Kira climbed on top of him and sat with her legs around his waist.
- I always wanted to know more about this. - Kira said, caressing the pair of snakes tattooed on his chest.
- It's just a tradition... - He said. - My father had on his arm. All kings of Handar mark themselves after the coronation to demonstrate their loyalty to the kingdom. To the people. I did one on my sister's arm before she went
