Marverik, the king of Summer, let off a slight huff. His arms remained about her but he didn'tm ove much more. He cringed inwardly at the thought of not being able to fully love his snowey fae. It hurt. Then again, he was different. He was full of himself. Making a face he spoke, "She shouldn't concern you because I can't have her." the fae said before he smiled. The Glamour seemed to be working. What shocked him was she kissed him. He smiled and kissed her back. Deeply kissed her back. Maybe soon he could turn her into a fae. Her arms wrapped about him before one let go to explore him, "So, is this... giving in or... have you wanted to trick me? Either way I like it."