Worried For Him

Sabrina adapted to the simple life of village quite easily. People here were very nice and friendly. Kyra was a sweatheart for putting up with her clumsy self without a complain. Even though, she was yet to master her cooking skills she was making significant progress. Now the food was edible and didn't taste like burnt leather. The sweet lady, Kyra had taught her a number of recipies over the days and even taught her to do other domestic stuff that once was considered beneath her as she was going to be the Queen.

How life changes.

No matter how her food tasted, Elizah never left a crumb on his plate. And after every meal he would thank her for her efforts. Elizah wished he could thank her in other ways. The ways that would be more personal and intimate. Like a hopeless pervert, he had stolen kisses from her a few times in the depth of nights but they failed to fill him with the profound satisfaction he used to feel while kissing her when she was wide awake. He wanted her lips to mov