Scene CXXXIV
As fuzzy was the air of the night to a young couple, the chests filled with the warmth of each other felt numb in the tenderness of a timidly pure yet playful affection, they continued to exchange with tranquil voices.
The barbaric Archduke was back to a tame beast, ready to relish in the fur of his partner and groom her lovingly and wildly for his roots only knew such ways.
His head had stopped resting over the short wife's crown and Aslak had bent more to feel in his cheek the shape of her damp fur as within himself... a useless doubt emerged… causing his breathing to pause before asking the kind wife enjoying his closeness.
"... Woman."
"Hm?"
"... Can I kiss you?"
"......"