(@Syreeta this one is for you. Thanku for the support and golden tickets, much love.)
Xiran halted the car near the foot of a very high mountain. They both stepped down from the car. Walking over to her, Xiran flicked open his wings and Aselia instantly marvelled at their finesse and beauty.
He snaked his steady arm around her slender waist and asked while gazing into her shiny eyes:
"Ready?"
"Always," she answered without any reluctance, looping her arms around his neck. His wings flapped, rustling sounds filling the air as they rose.
Hues of the evening surrounded them, his wings seemed to glow silver as if millions of stars adorned them and they sparkled under the reddish-orange tones which were harmoniously blending.
"They have reached new levels of beauty as if that was even possible," Aselia was in awe of their exquisite radiance.
