In the bedroom of the family home, on a large bed, Idan and Arabel lay enjoying each other's company.
Idan gently stroked the long red hair of his beloved, feeling the pleasant warmth emanating from her beautiful body, which was pressed against him.
Arabel closed her eyes and rested her head on Idan's chest, listening to his calm heartbeat. They both knew that the entire Guild's meeting was about to begin outside, but they were in no hurry.
After all, very soon they will have to work separately again, far from each other.
Time passed, and it seemed like they weren't going anywhere.
Finally, Arabel sighed, opened her eyes, and lifted her gaze to look into her husband's eyes.
"Are we not leaving?" she asked. "It's almost time."
"It's up to you," Idan replied. "If you want, we'll go, but if not, we won't."
Arabel smiled back, hugging him tighter.
She could see that Idan wasn't joking and was really willing to follow her wishes.
