Had she really been that much of a temptress all those seasons ago to make her stoic male question even his own well trained resolve? Perhaps, she thinks, a smile tugging at her lips at the rather fond memory of him all but tossing her to Sayyida so that she may truly know and understand his restraints and the proper way to go about their wants. From the start Eness had been fixated on him, and against better judgement had pursued the standoffish male without much thought. Thankfully everything worked out in the end, despite their shared loss.

He is the star she cherished so, had prayed to her allat for on her darkest of days. As his wife she would take him even on his worst days. There is a darkness that surrounds her male, and while wary she’d been at first she doesn't shy away from the hunger in his voice or the way his eyes stare her down like that of a hungry predator. Eness breathes out, her body uncoiling it’s tensed lines of skin, knowing he’d never do her harm. They both had waited for this moment long enough, yet he offers her a rare chance to back away should this not be what she wanted. She turns into him, following his backwards steps that had taken him from her side.

“I will not return to your brothers,” her voice is sure and sound, just as it had been when she had recited her vows back to him that winter night surrounded by their family. Eness had known what he was, and what he wanted, promising her entire soul and being to him regardless of the facts. The glint in his eyes now promised her something they could not take back, and like the gullible lady she was, she took heed of his words, twisting on her heels to take off across the sands with a gleeful laugh leaving her knowing he’d be hot on her heels. With every forward galloping stride her skin ripples under the moonlight with it’s glow, as if the moon was blessing them both.

“Can you catch a falling star I wonder?”, she is breathless as she calls out to him, the ebony woman dancing on her hooves in a way that would surely get her caught. Eness ached for him, the heat of her skin beckoning his own closer until she was only aware of the salt his sandy coated skin wore after fighting the winds to get to her. Teasing lips reach for her beloved, bowing her head for him to take what he was promised.