No surprise… his plan worked. She wanted more of his warmth, to close the distance until not even air could pass between them. Every fiber of her being ached for him.
"My plan?" she asked, smiling faintly as her fingertip traced the curve of his lips. "You sound as if you expect me to start a rebellion."
"Knowing you," he said with a quiet chuckle, his breath brushing against her mouth, "I wouldn't rule it out."
She smirked, but the teasing faded as quickly as it came. "It's just a village, Leroy. People who might remember the old kingdom. I wanted to see if they still… believed."
"Believed?" he asked softly. "In the lore of the dragon?"
"In us," she whispered.
