The warm glow of the candles flickered against the polished stone walls of the luxurious bathroom. The scent of lavender and jasmine filled the air, blending with the soft steam that curled from the massive, crystal-clear tub filled with warm, inviting water.
Orpheus stood behind Incursio, his hands resting gently on her bare shoulders as they both gazed into the shimmering pool. The bathroom was grand, with elegant marble floors and enchanted silver fixtures that allowed the water's temperature to remain perfect. It was a private paradise, hidden away from the world, just for the two of them.
Incursio, clad only in her delicate towel, looked back at him with a small smile. Her white hair cascaded down her back, damp at the tips from the steam. Her eyes gleamed with an emotion softer than usual—a quiet vulnerability that she only showed to him.
He chuckled, leaning down to press a kiss against her temple. "Shall we?"
