Their embrace was warm and comforting, but all sweet moments had to come to an end. As enjoyable as their time behind the waterfall was, their bodies needed to part so they could clean up and rest. It was Navia who made the first move, pressing her hands down on his shoulders to help her stand. Théadan could see how she ached, her legs a little shaky as she rose. They both groaned a little, her hot core releasing him from her depths, he slipped from her with a trail of their releases. It would always be an erotic sight to Théadan's eyes, but one he would never be able to use to arouse himself, just enjoy as part of their contented aftermath. Navia used her hand to guide his spent member out, and resting it between his thighs, before suggesting they use the waterfall to clean up.<br/><br/>Navia stepped away from him, so Théadan shifted himself around to watch her bathe in the waterfall, he could use the added time to rest, and treat himself to the sight of his naked lover cleaning herself. She couldn't resist having a provocative tease, reminding him of the sand in her hair, and blaming him having his way with her. He chuckled at it, wanting to say something about '<i>not antagonising princes</i>' in way of reply, but Navia was already stepping through the waterfall and letting the spray hit her body, preventing him from getting his reply in. He chose to remain seated and watch as Navia washed her hair clean, rubbed her hands over her body to clean away the sweat and messy results of their being together. With the sun beating down on her, and water cascading over her body, she was an entrancing sight for Théadan to watch, one he could sit and admire for as long as she desired to wash.<br/><br/>Eventually Navia finished her wash, and so with a groan, Théadan rose to his feet and entered the waterfall to begin washing his body down. Having less hair than Navia meant he could be done quicker, especially as he didn't have sand in it, he merely had to wash himself down, and clean his member. The water was cool and refreshing too, giving him relief from the heat of the Khluri sun, he even took an added moment to tilt his head right back and open his mouth for another drink, before stepping out and following Navia along the beach to a spot of her choosing. He joined her, seating down on the wet sand, enjoying the feel of the sea splashing against his waist, while he allowed his shoulders and knees to bump up against Navia.<br/><br/>A pair of questions came that Théadan found odd. Staring out at the sea and enjoying the view, he raised an eyebrow at her, wondering what had brought this on that she would ask him if he was happy, and what the happiest day of his life was. Had she misread something about him that suggested he wasn't content here? Had he done or said something that made it sound like he wasn't happy? As far as he was concerned the passed month had been the happiest and most carefree of his life. For the time being he was a man without burden, free to enjoy the love of the woman who helped guide his heart. "Of course I'm happy." He replied, "This is the happiest I've been for as long as I can remember." Growing up as a Prince of Mes'Mo'Tan had always carried expectations, and always demanded so much of him. "I'm free of all the expectations that were forced upon me as a Mes'Mo'Tanian prince, and I no longer feel conflicted in every choice I make." There were no questions of loyalty, of being pulled between duty to his family, country, and his own sense of morality. "And most of all I have you, with a future of us together."<br/><br/>The question of what was his happiest day had him wracking his brain though. "I...I'm not sure." It was a difficult one to answer, days were long, with so much happening in them. Even the days with the greatest joys could still have such startling lows, as much of their journey together had shown. "It would be definitely one of the days we have shared together, but so many have passed, and most days that were special usually had something bad happen later. So many feel bittersweet." He explained, recalling the night they thought they would be separated and unable to be together again. That day remained dear to his heart despite it having such a dark cloud hanging over it. "Perhaps when you said you loved me, or when I said I love you. That first night we shared ourselves with each other, or the day I woke up after being injured to see you there by my side having saved my life." All of them were beautiful moments, ones he treasured and would never forget. "There are many days that I can be thankful for, many moments that stick out in my mind. Picking one that stands out above the rest, now that is a tall task." He explained, unable to find a definitive answer no matter how many memories came to mind. "Do you have a happiest day of your life?"