For the first time in her adult life, Gwen actually felt out of control. Desire ran hot in her newly awakened form. Was it her emotions? Or was it his? Was it both of them? She tried to separate the strands and instead found herself tangled in them like a kitten with yarn. It was both of them and yet not them. It was their magic. Their magic wanted the closeness and her body thrummed with the heat of it. Right now she wanted nothing more than to go home and spend the rest of the evening in bed with him. It was odd…especially considering she really needed to get started on the spells to help him reclaim the mine. At the moment, that was the furthest thing from her mind.<br/><br/>She waited almost impatiently while he browsed the shop and went about picking out what it was they needed.  To everyone around her, she simply came across as dedicated, her eyes kept resting on Darius. In reality, it was because every time a pang of desire struck her she immediately searched out the only one who could satisfy her. Eventually, he settled on what he wanted and they departed, leaving a very happy glassmaker behind them. After all, it wasn’t every day that the Warlord bought five of his best works and paid him up front.<br/><br/>As they departed his voice in her ear had her eyes darkening in want and her breath becoming quicker.  A smirk framed her lips and she whispered back “Then hurry we shall Warlord.” And she pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth before turning her attention back to the road.<br/><br/>The journey back was quicker primarily due to the fact most of the stores were closed and everyone had departed for their round of evening drinks at one of the bars in the lower part of the city. With her leading the way they managed to make it back to the palace without much trouble. Of course, they were greeted by the guards and various members of his court but they only stopped to exchange the most basic of pleasantries before heading directly to the room they shared.<br/><br/>The moment the door shut and the glassmaker’s boxes were out of harm’s way she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him nipping at his bottom lip. “Please tell me we have time before dinner arrives Warlord,” She questioned gazing into his golden eyes.  “I’ve been waiting since we woke in the Shaman’s cabin.”