The Lion King
The Silver Temple
Planet Voss, Voss System
The sun crawled its way out of the clutches of the night, always prevailing against the darkness. A symbol of life and rebirth, its revitalising rays struck his exposed chest. The warmth caused him to stir, groaning slightly as he awoke from his slumber. His arm was wrapped around his wife, her naked body clinging to his beneath the covers. Her head laid nestled against his shoulder, her nose gently nuzzling into the side of his neck as she breathed softly. Turning his head ever-so-slightly he glanced down at her face and raven hair, all disheveled from nightly endeavours. "You're beautiful," he whispered, knowing she would not respond. His free hand found her cheek and caressed it softly while his lips found her forehead.It was a new day for the Silver Temple and its denizens, slowly springing to life with the coming of dawn. The Grandmaster, however, would always find it hard to leave his bed with such loveliness sharing it with him. Even so he made the attempt to slip out of his beloved's clutches without waking her up. He had yet to succeed at this.
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