"This is where I come when I need to get away," Beoulve said. He had brought Cecilia here to show her where he came. He wanted to let her in, but didn't want to throw it all on her. He wanted to be open with her. He smiled as he took her hand and lead her in.
"It was a sort of shrine built by my ancestors for worship to the old gods. Now I use it as an escape when I need to think," Beoulve said. He sat down on the lounge facing the window. It was thickly padded, and amazingly comfortable.
He smiled and pulled Cecilia down with him. He pulled her against him, then faced the sun, letting them watch the sun set together. He wanted to keep this moment forever, but he couldn't. So instead, he wanted them to both have this memory.
"It was a sort of shrine built by my ancestors for worship to the old gods. Now I use it as an escape when I need to think," Beoulve said. He sat down on the lounge facing the window. It was thickly padded, and amazingly comfortable.
He smiled and pulled Cecilia down with him. He pulled her against him, then faced the sun, letting them watch the sun set together. He wanted to keep this moment forever, but he couldn't. So instead, he wanted them to both have this memory.