She didn't have something like that. No future would bring back her father, or remove the cursed mark from her forehead... the most she could hope for would be for this place to bring him back to her, alive, but who was to say if he would even be her father, and not belong to one of the other iterations of herself?
Love was a powerful word, not one she used often herself. The permanence he spoke of... on one level, it was almost frightening in its intensity, but on the other, knowing that she had captured his attention so fully, had him here beside her...
When he leaned in to kiss her forehead, she didn't respond with words, instead waiting until he started to pull back before tilting her head and firming her grip against his jaw, holding him in place to brush her lips chastely against his. Again that hot flush stole through her cheeks, her whole body feeling pleasantly warm from the touch of the soft skin, but she didn't apologize. "Indeed, it is."
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Love was a powerful word, not one she used often herself. The permanence he spoke of... on one level, it was almost frightening in its intensity, but on the other, knowing that she had captured his attention so fully, had him here beside her...
When he leaned in to kiss her forehead, she didn't respond with words, instead waiting until he started to pull back before tilting her head and firming her grip against his jaw, holding him in place to brush her lips chastely against his. Again that hot flush stole through her cheeks, her whole body feeling pleasantly warm from the touch of the soft skin, but she didn't apologize. "Indeed, it is."