<div align="center">Standing strong against Eden’s advances was an admirable trait, though one that she’d surely chip away at night after night – It was why she was there, after all. Although he did not return her kiss, Eden made no move to deepen it, instead letting it remain a light, sensual kiss. It was meant to leave him wondering just what might happen if he opened up, entrusting this make-believe woman with his arousal and his more personal needs.<br/><br/>Letting her palm wander over his cheek, she moved back, keeping her lips but a breath away from his own. She smiled down at him, those golden eyes searching his own. “Do what you think is right, Knight, but the old world is coming crashing down without help – As a mountain seems forever, the wind and rain will chip away at it until nothing is left, only trees can help weather the storm.” She brushed her lips against his in a comforting gesture, though did not press them to his own fully.<br/><br/>Sitting up, Eden stood, leaving him bereft of her contact, and hopefully leaving him aching for more. “Sleep good knight, I will return to check upon you on the morrow.” And with that, Thomas was left to awaken slowly to the morning light, that dream having taken the entire night.<br/><br/>--<br/><br/>Eden sat within her realm, fingers kneading at her temples, a smile upon her lips. Oh yes, Thomas would be ever a delicious torment for her days, a challenge she could work at. She was very much looking forward to the next night, not yet ready to reveal her presence in the real world to him. </div>