lior;

[Nayl]

I am not afraid... I was born to do this.

Their love remains as immortal as they do. With each passing day, even in separation, it continues to grow, ever fierce and ever passionate. There hasn’t been a single day Lior did not cross her mind – his whereabouts, their children, their life – and she desperately yearned for the warmth and adoration of his touch. Never did she think love would find her. Her heart and soul thrived with work for a kingdom, too distracted to ever be a mother or wife, but then he found her. He broke her defensive wall and seeped into the open cracks of her heart until she realized what she had been missing. The first tender kiss, and embrace, immediately formed an addiction. Nayl cannot get enough of him.

Admittedly, she wanted to throw herself into his arms.
But he takes the lead and removes the slack between them, pulling her into his body.

Beautifully – so beautifully – Nayl folds into him, their curves complementing one another perfectly. She sighs softly into the burliness of his neck, savoring the heat that radiates from his body and cradles her. ”You are here now, and that’s what matters,” her reassurance is spoken on the most tender of tongues, betraying her fiery nature to instead convey the love she has for him. He, the dragon-shifter, has abated the Iron Queen, bent and reformed her in a way she never thought possible.

Breathing him in, Nayl replays their endless evenings together and the family they began. Castile and Isobell, Mist and Valera. Their brood is perfect in every way and forging their own paths. As much as she wants to help, to intervene and join forces with Castile in the distance, she doesn’t. It’s his move, his decision. He cannot rely on her always. And Isobell? She has borne them grandchildren and lives peacefully on the nearby island with Ivar. Proud would be an understatement for Nayl as words reach her ears of her children. All of them – all of this – began with Lior. A smile delicately brushes across her lips as her head just barely droops beneath Lior’s as he drapes himself across her. ”I love you so much,” she whispers into his chest, her eyes closing beneath the weight of his adoration.

former queen of nerine
daughter of covet & myrina

@[Lior]