Despite Varya's stamina being far less than Basileus's, he was proud of how she kept up with him through the night. He had been relentless for hours, only stopping in their lovemaking to bring food or drink from the well-stocked kitchen or simply to catch their breath.
She had never felt so desired. Each time their bodies met, she gave in to him and responded enthusiastically.
It felt like they were making up for all the times they had been separated in the past. Each bit of loneliness they had felt was being paid for and all the suffering was so that they could join together at the end of a very long road.
Even though their journey towards one another was coming to an end, their lives were just beginning and they were young and excited for what the future held for both of them.
