Different birds called through the evening twilight, the buzzing of insects calmed, and Navia could hear the light flap of wings above her head at random, telling her the bats were beginning to take to the sky. It would be dark within the hour, giving way to the splendor of the stars. There was no moon out, which meant they would simply shine all the brighter. It made the view she had of the treetops and the sky one of the prettiest she’d had the pleasure of enjoying in some time. When was the last time she’d simply sat and enjoyed her surroundings alone? With no worries of what trials might be upon her next or what obstacles were in her path? After her conversation with Osa, Navia had a sense of serenity she was sure would baffle her if she thought too much about it. Everything would change. Nothing would be the same and she now had the power to change not only her life, but Théadan’s and it should terrify her. Yet Navia was calm and relaxed.<br/><br/>She heard the door open from within their room and a small smile formed on her lips at the thought of Théadan joining her in the little slice of paradise. He stepped out onto the balcony, freshly showered and no longer covered in mud. Popping a grape into her mouth, she grinned up at him when he commented on how she looked. She felt peaceful and content, but having him there to enjoy the peace with her would be all the better. “They were meant to be a light dessert after our meal, but I couldn’t resist having something a little sweet and you weren’t around,” Navia teased right back, happy to flirt with him a bit, but shifted her attention to Théadan’s shoulders when he pointed out the mud bath had helped them.<br/><br/>Curious, Navia sat up a bit so she could run a hand over the ball of Théadan’s shoulder when he offered it for her to inspect. It lacked the heat skin usually held when burned by the sun’s rays and it was not as red as it had been when she’d noticed while chasing after him in the springs. Nodding her approval, she removed her hand so he could pull his robe back into place. “See, I really did have your best interest in mind,” she said airily, as if the mud bath had been purely for his benefit and not at all retaliation. Since she’d taken the time to sit up, Navia went ahead and pulled the basket off the plate of food she’d set on the table, revealing pieces of chicken and beef on wooden skewers, separated by vegetables. A few pieces of the flatbread they’d eaten in the past rested on the plate as well. She set the basket on the floor, then reached for the other bowl of fruit, still covered by its own little basket lid. Navia reached up to place it on the balcony’s wide handrail so it was out of the way.<br/><br/>After plucking a couple more grapes for the vine and offering them to Théadan in case he wanted more, Navia placed the bowl in her lap up on the handrail with the first bowl. “Not this time, we just talked,” Navia chuckled to Théadan’s question of whether Osa cast any spells on her. She waved for him to take some of the food she’d set out, then took one herself and scooted over so he could sit beside her on the chaise if he desired. “Osa is a wise woman, not a witch, and very adept at herbal remedies and seeing what others cannot. She was very helpful to me when Devam and I were…” Navia paused, her dark eyes searching Théadan’s green ones while she debated how much she wanted to tell him. She had planned on when she wanted him to know, how she wanted to surprise him, but could she wait? Did he not deserve to know as soon as possible? Then again, she deserved to come to terms with it and she was pretty sure she was still in shock. She had been so uncertain before that she had convinced herself it wasn't true and had bullishly ignored all the signs. Navia still needed to wrap her mind around it before she could express it. And not only that, she wanted to give Théadan one night of what he wanted before she changed everything for them.<br/><br/>“When we were apart during the war,” Navia finally finished, shrugging and taking a moment to slide one of the peppers from her kebab. She took the time to eat it before she looked over at him with a grin, “She’s very curious about you though. I’m supposed to bring you to meet her tomorrow night so she can see your palm.” Knowing he would likely question that, Navia looked out at the jungle while working a piece of chicken off the kebab next, “She learns about people that way; I don’t quite understand it but she can see past history in your palm, as well as a future.”