Wood beyond the walls

Elchanan sighed and hugged her, "Genevieve... hear my words, King Oberon is a stubborn, impatient, and impulsive.. however he is not capable of ever hating you." he said perhaps the only thing he like about the king that he respected and loved his mother.

"He morns for your reported deaths, and will relieved when he knows you live... I know this as I know who Oberon truely blames other then Jaham himself. He places blame on himself my love... not you or anyone else other then Jaham who is the real one at fault here." he explained.

"If you don't believe me...you will see for your self when we return" he said softly

Taking comfort in Elchanan's embrace, Genevieve listened silently to his efforts to soothe her worries. Why hadn't she believed her own true thoughts and not ignored her heart's wild imaginings? She was a sensible woman, after all. But Elchanan's words soothed her heart as well as her mind.

"I would never disbelieve you." she murmured, her blue eyes leaving the dancing flames to look up at him. "Because I love you." Gathering her strength, she pulled herself up and pressed her cold lips against his warm ones. She had nearly kissed him several times... but now she finally did.

Elchanan mind froze and got caught in the moment when she kissed him, He couldn't believe it for a moment then he reasonded kissing her lips back, he was sure to be gentle, he couldn't bare the thought of hurting her even by accident.

He cupped her cold cheek in his hand and caressed, hoping to warm her up.

Breaking off only slightly to allow them air he said " And I love you, my angel of shadow.... Genevieve"

For a moment in time, Genevieve felt fear grasp her as Elchanan did not respond to the kiss. Perhaps, he had merely been playing the part of a good lord, helping to lift his brother's widow from her depression. But then he kissed her back and her fears melted into shadow.

She gasped softly, as they broke for air. She could not remember the last time Wodon had kissed her. It had been chastely on the cheek or forehead the last several years of their marriage. Now she knew he had not wanted her, as with then, she had supposed him busy or occupied.
"Not an angel..." she murmured, tears coming to her eyes once again. "Of shadow yes, but not from heaven." Her head rested against his chest, listening to the soothing beat of his strong heart.

Elchanan sighed and kissed the top of her head, his hand going through her golden hair. Didn't she know, he had always veiwed her as an Angel.. Always..

"My Love.. you Are and always have been an Angel in my eyes" he mumered in a low tone.

She allowed his words to sink into her mind and heart. By nature, she was not a trusting person, nor was she easily convinced of nearly anything. Subtly and silent, she had a character very similar to shadow.
But, angels were pure, and she was tainted in mind, deed and heart. Her eyes sought his again.

"For you, I shall be an angel." she murmured. And damn reason, she added silently to herself.