<div class="floatleft">(http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/5700000/Kingdom-Of-Heaven-kingdom-of-heaven-5751717-400-225.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Rashid<br/><strong>Race/Culture:</strong>Bedu<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Crimson Palace (continued from The Thirteen Monkeys)<br/><strong>Day/Time:</strong>Yaus al-Niwt (Day of Houses), Amt (first month) of Alak Paret (Harvest Season), Late Morning<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Shazadi<br/><hr/><br/>Her kiss lit his soul on fire, as the tenderness grew to a hot, burning desire. His hand dropped the damp cloth, and he wrapped her tight in his embrace, lifting her up so he could cradle her body against his chest even tighter, relishing the softness of her flesh against the hard planes of his own body. When their kiss finally broke, he stared at her with amazement.<br/><br/>"Shazadi, I have cherished you every moment, of every day since I first saw you. In the deepest depths of my soul I erected a shrine to you, and carefully, cautiously, I have cared for it, polishing my love with hesitant strokes, fearful that I would never have the chance to come to you again. I know I am not much, that I am not what maidens dream of, but I promise you Shazadi, if you allow me to share in your life, I will never let a day pass where you do not feel treasured above the gifts of the gods!"<br/><br/>He lifted a hand to caress her face, his voice breaking a bit towards the end, unable to believe this woman held feelings for him.