Yielding

Part 2 - Challenge

By Lady E

       

His gaze lingers upon me, presenting a challenge.

Without hesitation, I accept.

Under the blind eyes of the noisy crowd we are spinning together a secret web of furtive glances, touches disguised as displays of friendship toils for ourselves.

His sword and my bow may have defied death last night, but this is beyond our strength to resist.

When I walk out, leaving the song, dance and drinking behind, he will follow my footsteps. His arms will encircle my waist, his breath brush my skin, and we will lock the door behind us.

If you cannot win a battle, surrender.


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