With the kiss' inevitable end the princess caught her breath, lips slightly reddened though not on par with the colouration of his cheeks. Ashe lifted her gaze gradually to meet his, noting that his expression hid nothing.

She only hoped hers was as telling, before gray eyes locked with brown and she was utterly lost, drawn into their endless depths. Smoothing her hands from his hair, they travelled around him, returning the bodily embrace.

How badly she wanted to speak, and found breath enough for one question, all the while praying for one particular answer.

"I... Is this truly what you want?"