They had been resting side by side, tangled in the scrambled sheets and staring silently at the moonlight reflection dancing aimlessly on the ceiling for a while when she finally hoarsely spoke.
-Will you be sailing back to Argant soon, Your Majesty? – The female warrior’s voice inquired as she lay in almost complete darkness beside him, using an intentionally casual tone.
-Why do you ask? Are you that eager to get rid of me already? – King Ghroghl lightheartedly chuckled, turning his head towards the sound and nudging Jashka´s cheek playfully with his nose.
-Oh, on the contrary, Your Grace, I will be quite saddened to see you leave – The woman responded, pressing herself against him, a slight shakiness beneath the apparently relaxed inflection betraying the friskiness which she had i
