Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160701214926/@comment-25126355-20160704132938

Anariel, who at this point was sitting beside Varla-Nal on the stone bench, leaned in closer to her husband. Him being taller than her led her to straighten her back to reach the same eye level. Cupping both sides of his face, she turned him towards her.

"Do not make the mistake of ever thinking that you are unloved." She said, her voice soft and gentle, though her eyes seemed full of determination. It was almost if she was assuring him that he would always have her by his side.