He kissed her... the foremost son of the house she was sworn to hate, and she was trying to find ways to meet him in secret, and he was kissing her so warm and deeply that her chest hitch from feeling unable to breathe. He kissed her... and Miranda kissed him back, her arms slipping further around his shoulders to keep him close.<br/><br/>When he broke it, she gasped softly for breath, a need that he likely felt, with their bodies held so close. "I do not know when we'll be able to see each other again... and I have no use for a party if I cannot spend it with you." Her lips closed the hairsbreadth between them, pressing sweet and long to his own, before drawing back a moment.<br/><br/>"We have hours yet till dawn... and we can't go back in together...." she trailed off, but the lead of her words was obvious - they could only fill their time by remaining alone together in the dark.