❝After all, that's what lighthouses are for - to show the way...❞
An attempt to portray Avallac'h in realism (as if we could meet him live)🌙
#thewitcher#ведьмак#darkart
There is a sudden, quiet inhale as Thala's jaw is seized— the unexpected, but she does not try to break away.
Ready to answer Toruviel, she is silenced by gentle lips. For a moment, Thalanith is in shock, but her eyes fall shut and she returns Tor's kiss with mirrored softness.
"I seldom do things that do not make me happy," the healer answered, leaning in to now bestow a kiss of her own upon the Commander's cheek, having planted it delicately, and close to the corner of Toruviel's mouth.
"Perhaps you might do the same?"
"I will openly tell anyone that I enjoyed it, Commander." Thalanith said with nonchalance, observing where Toruviel's gaze temporarily lingered.
"I feel no shame in it at all..."
Thalanith was hardly surprised that Toruviel stepped away, the Commanders were hardly soft after all.
"As you say, Commander, though that kiss upon my cheek and embrace may convey otherwise."
Following the peck to her forehead, Thalanith's left brow rose up, in both amusement and curiosity.
"You appear to be rather affectionate yourself, Commander."